Boots' cat eyes missed nothing as she ate. Shecould see that the evil ones had once more been bedeviling her charge.When he sank deep into his large r...ecliner, she gracefully took up her postin his lap purring softly to assure him that all was well.From the moment they found each other she knew that this one wasdifferent. Her distant ancestors from Temples of The Queen of Cats wouldhave recognized him, as did she, as one bearing the Gifts of The Lady.Sometimes a cat is just a cat, except when. Then, and only then, a series of minute little bites started around his cock and climbing upwards towards her womb. They were annoying at first but they continued and she spasmed and squealed. More bites occurred around her mouth and into her throat. Soft furry feet emerged from somewhere and had climbed into her nostrils and bit some more. She commenced to quake and struggle in earnest but Richard was indeed strong and held her in a lock tight grip even as her free leg kicked. More tiny feet. “To new beginnings,” she said, in a voice barely above a whisper. I held up my glass. “To new beginnings.” Shania seemed to magically shrink three inches right in front of my eyes. Then I realized she had stepped out of her heels and stood flat-footed on my floor. She actually smiled at me, a half-sad, half-brave smile, then tilted her glass and drank half the contents in one gulp. She looked at the amber liquid remaining. “I hope you’ve got another bottle of this.” “Actually, I don’t. If you. You let out a gasp of relief as I do so. I give you a naughty smile and move back up to your face, softly then passionately kisses. You tasting your juice on my lips and in my mouth, you’re so sexy!I then kiss a beeline from the lips of your mouth to the lips of your wet pussy, stopping just before I reach them. I gently lift your legs in the air, raising your hips so that I have access to your cute little butthole. Bend down; I lick up the juices between your pussy and butthole that have.