He continued to follow her instructions, stroking the directed areas with his fingers, scrunching up her skin and fur, improving his techniques based on the feedback from her purring and a making a mental map of her erogenous zones. He was slowly drowning in that sweet hormone of hers again, his blood rising. Tom faltered not knowing what she meant, her front paw, came back and indicated an area on the back of her neck. His desire to swim in that pool held within her lips was overwhelming, extending his tongue out he delved in, the nectar rushed him again, his head swooning, who needs class A drugs when you can get this thought Tom… Tom leant forward, his full weight now on her back, he opened his mouth, initially getting a mouth full of fur but managed to work his lips and teeth, to gather a roll of skin beneath and bit… Tom realised that this world was similar to his own in many ways, people going to work, living, having families (Sarah spoke lovingly of her Kittens) and wondered what it would be like to explore this world and if her could pass as one of it’s own. This was an unbelievable experience, her tail swung side to side, the tip stroking and teasing across his back, allowing him to
