we**** Posted October 7, 2022 Posted October 7, 2022 My kitten pervades my lap, moving almost imperceptibly as we watch tv together. A little stroke of my thigh, moves a paw a fraction further up me, an exquisitely choreographed dance of deception and desire. She rubs her cheek against my hand that rests on her shoulder, a tiny pink tongue (I can not see it, but I know it’s touch and can visualise it in minute detail) flickers across my knuckle. She rubs her head up my body, bringing my hand with her, so she can continue to make love to it with her mouth. I feel, rather than hear, the soft rattle deep inside her. It’s a warning, that earthy growl within her that emerges as such a feather light purr of pleasure. It’s a warning. I feel her tooth test my knuckle, and then move quickly on to the soft flesh between my forefinger and thumb, she peppers kisses and licks as tender as a momma with her first baby lamb, oh she’s good. I relax my hand so she fills my palm with kisses that I will keep for later, relive in a level of detail that is almost uncomfortable. All the time her gentle rhythm, drawn from within like her purr, increases making her cautious progress onto my lap accelerate a little. Her knee is drawn up cross my thigh, and if it goes much further up she will encounter evidence of how she effects me, even if I can sit apparently impassive. She loves to pretend it is a surprise and she wasn’t expecting that. In my anticipation of that touch she takes the opportunity to slide her tiny needle like tooth into the ball if my thumb. I pull my hand away, seeing a bead of *** form then slip away into my skin, soft and moist from her mouth. She looks up at me, her eyes wide and pale, ‘sorry’ she mouths, and lets her paw trail elegantly up my thigh and onto my dick, ready already. She blinks. She presses her little paw onto my cock, pushing her lips up towards me… I suck the *** from my thumb as her tongue and lips pay court to my throat and neck and ear. She notices my lapse and now I really feel the urgent need within her that generates the growl and the rhythm , I feel that wild predator that paces the walled confines of the apartment, she is uncontainable, but I contain her. As her mouth’s attention to my throat becomes threateningly passionate I take my precaution of securing her wrists in my hands…
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