Catsare always trying to assert their dominance to define their position in therelationship. However, I can turn this fearless feline into a kitten in...onemotion. I grab her by the back of the neck as a mother cat would and shesuccumbs to me in an instant. When I let go of her neck and scratch her chin,she proceeds to lick my hand, her way to make up for the bite. One of the reactions of cats I have always found interestingis how their hindquarters raise up as you stroke them from their head to. The cool air from the air conditionings makes my nipples tighten even further. I kneel on the chair and begin to rub my titties on the cool back of the leather seat. I feel so freaky doing this at work. But hey, a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do. I might as well get the full effect of the leather on my body and remove my skirt. I don’t want to risk staining it with my juices which have soaked through my panties and are practically running down my thighs already. After all, the door is. . NO MORE... NO MORE. ... OHHH! "Hearing the words he wanted so much to hear pushed the Arab over the top. His cock emptied his cum into Cathy, filling her with a flood of his hot cum. He held himself still between her legs, eyes unfocused, body rigid as he emptied himself into the sobbing female officer trapped underneath him. He could feel his cock spurt again, and then again for a third time before it began to shrink. He stayed inside her warmth as long as he could, until he began to feel. I didn’t hesitate. I slipped my dress off, stepped out of silky material, and walked over to the chair. Spreading my legs, I bent over the back of the chair and placed my hands on the seat. I still had my heels on, which was a good thing because otherwise the chair would have been too high to bend over the back. “Sure, this could work”, I calmly replied. “Hold on, let me get you a pillow”. He grabbed one off the couch and I stood up as he placed it between my stomach and the back of the chair..