.. and in ... my ass," she said hotly. "And then we're going to do it all over again," she seriously demanded. "I want you to cum so much that you can...'t cum any more, I want to feel each and every squirt of your prick, until there are no more squirts I can even possibly milk out of you, and then ... and then, you'll fuck me again. Even then, with no more cum left inside your balls, you'll fuck me again until the last tiny little drop of your juice dribbles out of your sore stiff cock. Maybe. Just lie there in my arms and relax..." Jesus... you're really something, Aunt Kitty," said the panting young lad. His boyish sincerity and words of love were gratefully received by her.She hugged him, running her tiny tongue wetly over his beautiful young face, licking and mouthing him as though she were devouring him. His hands began to bravely move over her, caressing and squeezing her passion-swollen breasts, his heated, venturing tongue pushing beyond her receptive lips to search her. "He did?" Rowwell," Not Tom said."What is your name, my pretty?" Wendy said.Pyewacket, Not Tom said, And don't you forget it."Oh ... the Pyewacket from the movie Bell Book and Candle?" Wendy asked.Not, said Not Tom, And you better stop using THAT name. I don't like it.She gave me a look ... Good Lord ... Cats can do it too.She turned to Wendy, That Pyewacket ... the one in the movie wasn't even close ... but he was the best the writers could do. Hollywood was just getting an imagination.Then. She takes her tantalising time. Riley lets her slide home, until she is fully stuffed. He holds her hips. His grip is strong and she is unable to rise and stoke. They remain connected in limbo, in the breathe before a fuck. His palms thread upwards from her hips and he fills his hands with her breasts. Each thumb teases a nipple and waves of feeling flicker through Karina. Fire makes its way from the tip of her pert tipples to her sex. She sucks on her bottom lip. It emerged from her mouth.