All Chapters of Sweet Kitty: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

 After sitting like that for several more minutes, Cindy pulls my fingers apart, and brings my palms up to her breasts. I try to pull them away, but she's quick and her grip strong, at least strong enough to overcome what feeble resistance I'm feigning. And so I cup them from underneath.  They're as firm as I had e

 Bendy was angry with herself for not dealing with the issue faster.  The washing machine had broken down, the repairman a short balding smelly piece of useless manhood, was big on promises but delivered nothing apart from frustration and a broken washing machine.

 Doctor Black was giving a full medical to a Carty who is in her thirties. “Now I want you to take all your clothes off Carty,” he said. 

 Kaffy stood next to me at the hotel bar with a bemused twinkle in her eyes that was probably in part due to the fact that thirty minutes earlier we’d been fucking like crazed weasels in the hotel room. I would have been happy to stay in bed and order-in, but Kaffy had wanted to get some fresh air. She twirled her drink with its little red straw and leaned forward to whisper conspiratorially, “I’m leaking like crazy. Maybe I should have worn underwear.”

 Garry, one of the workmen opened the rear door to the gym carrying a large pipe wrench. His jaw dropped when he saw Cindy standing peering into the free weight area of the room. “Wow!” he exclaimed. Cindy turned like a startled deer and froze. She heard a voice behind Garry. “What is it Garry?” She blushed from head to toe. Her exposed breasts turned a lovely dark pink and her nipples stiffened.