What did I do to deserve you?” She growled lightly, angrily and walked into the house. Amateur porn In went knickers, a nightie, socks, a pair of jogging bottoms, a couple of vest tops, a warm thick woolly jumper, a pair of jeans. Their ears flicked as she tickled them, she stroked down their sides and under their tummies, playing with the soft fur there. A brief note, blunt and uninformative was left on the breakfast bar leaving Alex in no doubt about how she felt, even if she didn’t explicitly say so. As she pushed up, she felt a pair of paws on her back. Alex could go fuck himself, and, with a giggle, Marsha relished the freedom that was afforded her to do the same to herself. He didn’t give another glance or wave as he ignited the engine and squealed the tyres as he pulled away sharply, phone already at his ear. “What have you been doing?”
“Um, I fell asleep. She checked through her make-up bag, unlikely to be used but essential nonetheless. She hurried down and stroked both of their heads friskily calling them “Good boys” and telling them she would be back very soon to feed them. The thrust pushed her forward and she rose as she stumbled to her feet.
