Prescott and thanked him for his work. I also advised him of Tina's research, telling him that it did appear that I was the great grandson of Robert C...handler.My interest now turned to Arabella Swinson. Tina had said once that you can find people just by doing a search with their name. I typed Arabella Swinson and hit the key. I didn't get Arabella, but I did get a lot about a guy called George Swinson. Wilkepedia had a small article on him and mentioned a daughter, Arabella. Right time, right. We started over in one corner where the cage occupied a bare area, brick walls and stone floor, a few rings inset into both surfaces, two bowls placed to one side.Released from her leash, Kat obediently 'walked' into the cage, her body motion fluid, extraordinarily feline. As the cage door swung shut she curled up and seemed to go to sleep. A minor adjustment to the lighting and I began work, moving back and forth to capture the scene as it unfolded, careful to never show Roni's body above hip. She pounded my cock deeper inside of her. I could feel her pussy contract around my shaft as each wave rolled over her body . She came so hard I could feel her juices running over my balls. She dismounted my still rock hard cock and began to lick me clean, she loved the taste of her own cum and watching her run her tongue around my shaft and under my balls sent me right to the edge. I grabbed her up and walked her to the bed where I threw her on the bed and got on top of her – she pulled her. She greeted me with a kiss, a real French kiss. She slid her tongue into my gaping mouth and swirled her tongue around in a tango with mine. Completely overwhelmed I powerlessly followed her lead and returned her kiss. I could feel my heart soaring as my arousal rushed up the scale, and then as quickly as it started the kiss ended with her hugging me and then whispering into my ear, “You have been really naughty Jacquie, I loaned you my man for five minutes and you had to be a whore and fuck.