Kathy whitened. " No! " She tried shoving him off. " Why? I'm not a food! "

He laughed even as his balls ached harder with the way Kathy's breast jiggled at her every move. " Kathy. I don't mean to eat you literally. "

Her struggles subsided. " Oh. " She glared at him. " You should make yourself clear. "

" I'll make it clear to you, " he promised solemnly, " If you trust me to make you feel good. "

A slow, measured nod.

" Lean back against the wall. " When she had to followed his order, he said huskily, " Now, just let yourself...