There was an infinity of feline loathing in that growl. Francine hated cats and Fortescue hated Francine."Francine wants to be a slave, darling Fortes...cue! Silly old Francine. But you could fix it for her. Couldn't you, sweetie pie?"Fortescue purred for a while and went to sleep. In a few moments Diana too nodded off.After feeling her mistress sink ever further into sleep, the cat opened her green eyes and looked at her affectionately. Diana was a nice person and she was glad to have her as her. I didn't see you come out so you clear your throat. I look around and gulp. You are standing there in the doorway, backlit. The light from inside making your hair shimmer. And as for that dress, wow. Black, silk, just above the knee. Thin straps over your shoulders and the dress touching in all the right places. I can see I'm going to have trouble with you tonight. I gulp again, you twirl, I see how low the back of the dress is and I'm still lost for words. A croke comes out of my throat. Your legs parted and i began licking and kissing all around your clit, (now swollen and throbbing), teasing you to the point i knew you needed more, that's when i began licking and nibbling on your clit as i began fingering your amazingly tight pussy. i continued enjoying your dripping wet pussy til i felt your muscles tighten around my fingers but i kept the same rhythm going sucking and nibbling on your clit and plunging my fingers deep into her pussy until your back arched and you began. ..co..ock." Chris moaned, obviously over his earlier shyness. “Show me what a good little slut you are.” He hissed through gritted teeth, as he thrust his hips back and forward, fucking my mouth harder with each stroke. I felt his legs were beginning to tremble, and fearing he was going to shoot his load in my mouth before I’d have the chance to feel him pounding into my now dripping wet cunt; I pushed him gently away, so only the head of his cock remained resting on my tongue. Taking that.