Cat in heat-2

Cat could hear me unbuckle my skirt, and a tremor of need ran through her making her ass shamelessly gyrate towards me. Her ass burned slightly from me twisting and man-handling it a bit but she welcomed the stimulation. Anything to ease the craving to have me take her. She meowed loudly once again, her back arched down, thrusting her ass out, spreading her thighs wide. She began to purr loudly realizing I was going to scratch the itch that was slowly driving her crazy with hunger for me.

I grabbed the Dildo, my skirt dangling low on my knees. I hadn’t even bothered to take them completely off. If she wanted to be serviced, then I would do it my way, and then get back to work. I knelt down behind her squirming body, which was gently swaying forwards and back in anticipation. Part of me knew I shouldn’t give in to her since she was getting her way, but in truth, now that the Dildo had gotten a ‘wiff’ of her pussy-cat, it would distract my brain from getting any real productive work done. This was better for the both of them. I moved behind her quickly, gripping the double Dildo by the base to guide it to between our swollen slits. I could hear her sweet loud purring as I positioned the Dildo at her entrance. Letting go of the shaft, I grabbed her hips in both hands and plunged forward. She let out such a howl of satisfaction, her sheath so tight and hot, I buried himself to the hilt and ground against her ass. She brazenly pushed back at my hips, meowing and clawing at the couch, as her head thrashed against the couch surface.