Cat in heat-1

I could feel her purring throat on the top of my foot, and desperately hoped she would settle down for a few hours so I could get my work done. I hated to have to lock her up to get some peace. All of a sudden, she stopped purring and I felt her tongue on my foot, lapping at it. My Cunt couldn’t help but respond to the hot grazing of her tongue and heated breath. Stop it! One fact was evident. My brain and my Cunt were NOT in agreement. I couldn’t help but glance down at my little cat lying naked at my feet.
As if she could sense she was provoking me, Cat continued to lap at my foot as she rubbed her head up and down my leg. Shivers of excitement ran along her feverish body, making her nearly tremble with need. Slowly she moved her head up my leg, mewing softly, her tongue trailing along my skin. She maneuvered her body to stretch her mouth up in between my legs, her tongue stroking softly. She let out a loud meow as she caught a scent of my wet Cunt pressed her head against my leg, my sweet musk filling all her senses, driving her wild with need.