Her urine passed out behind her swivel ring and down between my thighs. Ruefully I reflected how simple the arrangement was. Whoever sat on the seat,... the other simply had to sit on their lap and our urine could escape without soiling either of us. It was obvious that we were to remain attached until such time as Debbie tired of the whole game. That seemed a long way away for she was definitely enjoying the set-up.We finished and Debbie wiped us both dry then we carefully stood. She gracefully. "He?" I wondered if I was using the right pronoun, was this a little girl cat? Ah, phooey, who cared?Water, however, was definitely on the agenda. And food; God knows how long this kitty had been on the loose, and he had to be hungry. I got a couple of soup bowls out of my pantry and filled one of them with water and set it down. The cat, who'd continued to ride my shoulder even after we got in, jumped down for a drink. I left the bowl on the kitchen floor and walked out of the room; it seemed,. Talia… *** The party was in full swing when I arrived. I lookedaround the crowd, but didn’t see anyone I really knew.From the look of things, it was mostly people fromTalia’s office. I thought I saw the receptionist, stilldressed in the same daring fashions which she wore atwork, but if it was her, she was quickly swallowed bythe crowd. Not that it mattered. I was only looking for one person. Talia. With Karen gone for the night, and maybe for good, Iwanted to be with…. She went to her bag and started to look for something. He could see her stocking clad legs, the bra, which was still on, was she bent over, her legs spread slightly, her pussy lips were visible from behind, John had a deep desire and kneel behind her and lick, to be submissive. Not just her pussy, but her arse hole, which looked so divine from here.But that wouldn’t be to form. Sarah was a once a month, missionary position girl. She knew of his dark fantasies of domination, humiliation and.