Her leg wasn't bouncing and she looked calm, if a little tense. He sat up, stood, and walked around to the side of the bed. He sat and faced her."What... do you want to know?" he asked."Do you love me?" Yes," he said, with no hesitation."What does that mean?" Mean?" He looked less sure of himself. Lots of things flickered through his mind, but, like most men, he wasn't used to examining those things too closely, or discussing them. "I'm not sure I can explain it," he said. He expected her to be. While we kissed her nipples got harder. As she became more aroused at my touch, she parted her legs to give me access to her pussy. My instincts took over and I slipped a hand between her legs. I traced the outline of her slit with my fingers, feeling the softness of her perfectly-shaved immaculate mound. She released a soft, muffled groan into my mouth.I parted her lips and slipped a finger inside her wet pussy. Was that Richard’s cum still inside her? I eased my finger knuckle deep and moved. I could feel his dick getting harder and harder as I told him all the things I had been chatting about. He teased me with the tip of his dick, rubbing it from my clit to my ass and back again. He pulled me on top of him and pushed my head down between his legs. I licked his cock, up and down the shaft, cupping his balls in my hand. He layed back and moaned, fingers wrapped in my hair, making me go faster and deeper with each thrust. He stopped just before he came and pulled me forward,. .For a moment it seemed like the thing to do, in fact I could almost feel a yearning to do so. Maybe I'd even need to take him to a vet—But no, I decided. Hell, he'd been fine for the long walk home, he was OK. "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.