...r later. Now, why don't I do
something with those nice perky tits of yours?"
"Like what?" asked Brandy, feeling denied because Whiskers didn't want to
make her cum so soon.
He walked over to the top half of her body, straddled her chest and grabbed
hold of her bra, roughly ripping it in two, releasing her breasts from their
satin prison. He grabbed her orbs and rolled them around and squeezed them
in his hands for a few moments. He then leaned over to her left breast and
placed his mouth over her nipple, suckling on it like a baby would suck on a
bottle, occasionally licking around her areola, while Brandy gasped and
sighed as her former nemesis was now pleasuring her in ways she had never
been pleasured before. After a while, her left nipple became as hard as a
small pebble, so Whiskers moved on to her right nipple, giving it the same
amount of attention as her left. While Brandy continued to moan and writhe
in ecstasy, Whiskers moved his hand down her body, enjoying the feeling and
texture of her soft fluffy coat, towards her crotch. He slipped his hand
inside her knickers and began to grope her wet cunt with his whole hand.
Brandy's moans intensified from this new stimula...