"Follow. Watch, " Kat communicated as an affirmative. Crouching and crawling, Trixie kept close enough to her lover to actually feel the lithe muscles... beneath Kat's hide.Moments later Leo and Jag sprung onto the boar squealing with surprise and fear until its throat had been severed."Eat, " Kat commanded and Trixie joined her feasting on the eviscerated boar, feeling the raw meat and the blood warm her innards and fulfill her need. Unlike almost all of the carcasses, the four cats left no meat. I simply told her "I want to do you, too."Her only immediate response was to take more of my erection into her mouth, but when I nudged her leg again, she willingly shifted her weight and lifted her leg, letting me guide it over to the other side of my body.Above and before me was the treasure that she'd shared with me twice that afternoon: the core of her femininity. Her vaginal lips were already slightly extended, and the area between them glistened faintly. At the top of her cleft, the hood. She was out of control and pulled to bed. I moved my face down the navel kissing every part that reveals when I pulled the panties slowly down. I got up and threw the panties and started to kiss from the top of her pussy. I put my wet tongue out and moved below. Every step go down she was going mad and her moaning was getting deeper. She put her fingers in my head hold my hair.I parted her pussy lips and kissed her clit to which she ached “uuuuuuuhh hhhhhhhhhm mmmm mmm” I moved my tongue below. I want people to better comprehend what, exactly, someone’s score tells you about them.’ ‘If I can interrupt you, doctor, I’d like to discuss some of your detractors. What would you say to someone who says that the Hegelometer is dehumanizing, that it ignores their personality and experiences in favor of this single synchronization score.’ ‘Well honestly Diane, I’d say that it sounds like sour grapes from a losing candidate. We’ve never, never, made any claims that someone’s score does anything.