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Posted April 17, 2014
Steve Smith tugged Catalina's ginger tuft in his hands, his knee between her legs. His ginger hair was frowzy already, and beads of sweat rushed down his forehead. Cat bit her tongue. Francine was out and had told her to watch Steve. Little did she know she wouldn't be there to see Steven Anita Smith become a man. To her best friend, Catalina "Cat" Thrine-Griffin, an anthropomorphic female cat. "Are you sure? I'm really nervous. I've never really done anything like this before." "Don't be nervous, Steve. I want to do you a favor." "What if I do something wrong? I don't want to hurt you." He pinned her to the icy bed, before aimimg himself. "If I hurt you, I'm stopping." He pushed himself halfway in, blood pouring out. Cat didn't realize she should have got a frontal view of him before it was too late. He slid himself as far in as he would go, letting out multiple moans. "It's hot in here. Better cool down. Don't want to burn." He winked and laughed. "Cat, you know how to please a man." He started to drill and thrust himself with every jab and pound. Cat wrapped her thighs around his neck, tightening them around him and caging him. Catalina moaned, unleashing her badgirl vocabulary in no time flat. "Come on, Steve. Is that all you can do? More! I want more! I want to feel you, every inch." Blood was dripping and an icy pain filled her body as he yanked himself out, making a shredding sound, creamy junk pouring out of his ice-cold "thermometer." Cat wrapped her arms around him, grinding a bit. "I can't believe we just did that," Steve panted, steam radiating off him and blazing Catalina's fur.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted May 17, 2012
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