i try to keep the place clean for Miss Kitara
mmm
nodding
looking around the house
trying not to yawn in sympathy i guess so, Miss Suzy... though i enjoy the... calm.
yawning and sipping
i guess this is the quiet time of day
(I have a r/t encounter now - but possibly be back later
Was fun to play with you)
remaining before her, head politely bowed it is my pleasure, Miss Suzy
thank you
taking the flute
and sipping slowly
the bubbles tickling
a grimace on plain dumb face at the pain that head is unable to look down to see, as breasts are tugged upwards, the nipples taking their weight
of course hurrying to the bar... struggling with a champagne cork... and slicing and squeezing an orange.... returning with champagne flute on silver tray
A responsive little beastie I seetaking the engorged teats between two fingers
squeezing and then pulling upwards
oh
yes, please
a mimosa?
a squirm and shuffle as c-cup breast is squeezed and nipple is teased to tautness
can i get you anything, Miss Suzy?
inspecting the sturdy pony closer now
reaching for an udder
hefting and kneading
clutching the crop under an armpit to be able to fondle theses udders with both hands
thumbs teasing the teats
looks in
shuffling awkwardly around, hampered by lack of arms for balance and inability to tilt head to see where feet are going
Much better!tapping a shoulder again
Turn around again to face me, pony!
a jerk at the impact that briefly lifts small tubby frame onto toes... head thrown as hair is lifted from thick neck... then forced straight by the unforgiving collar.. a gurgle as the tightening squeezes neck flesh