How I wanted to suck on her young nips.As we spoke more I could sense she was enjoying my attention and our chat turned into flirting which started to... get very intense! I stArted quizzing her over how many boyfriends she has had and how she must be fighting off all the boys at her school. But to my delight she reminded me that she was at an all girls boarding school and whenwas saving herself for someone special!!! Bingo!! At theses words my cock went rock hard and all I could think of was. It felt sonatural for Bambi to wear the boots because they fit as if they'd beenmade for her. She pulled on the black shoulder length gloves withretractable claws in the fingertips, and flexed the claws to get a feelfor them. Finally, she pulled the purple cowl with cat ears high onits sides down over her head, and after tucking its neck into the topof the catsuit, shook her hair out the back slot of the cowl to let ithang freely down her back. Bambi stood, and walked over to face thevertical. ." You don't have to say anything. I think he made it clear."It was Tuesday after our tournament. I'd worked at the gym all day, and Traci and Kelly had team. Just before we'd finished, Mikee and Peter had shown up, looking for a ride home.Peter hadn't said a word to Traci all the way home. Hadn't even looked at her."I don't think it matters. The boy ain't got all that long to live." Peter hadn't said a word to me either. He hadn't asked for a ride, just climbed in with his sisters. And hadn't. These fairly stopped her, having broken one mast and decapitated the other. Her Master had crewmen waving white, and lowering her colors. The ‘Holland Miss’ was ours. In moments we had grappled her alongside and boarded. The passengers poured out on deck at the encouragement of my crewmen, and were gathered together. First I checked the crewmen, and found the typical for such a craft. Mostly too old or too young for battle, they sailed the ‘Holland Miss’ for wages only. Climbing on the.