Kitty Softpaws Fanart Novels & Stories

“Do you want this, Billie?” I’m going to make her say it. Admit everything. “Yes, yes, I want this,” she growls, and she sounds so much like a wolf that I get harder inside her. “That’s my Kitten,” I whisper, and proceed to fuck her into the altar, into the ground, deep into the earth. She takes it and gives it back in bites and scratches like a feral thing, her pussy fluttering and squeezing my cock, tears streaming from behind her blindfold that I lick off her face.

Apart from those, every other part of the windshield is utilitarian: the wipers, the bottle of dubious spring water, the handy rags… Kate of course likes decorating, as evidenced by her room at home whose walls are covered with montages of photos on poster boards and corkboards – photos of herself with her friends and her parents – aside from the more precious photo stickers and Polaroids on the frames of her standing mirror and nearly overrunning the surface. She also has posters of Blackpink, BTS, Twice, Momoland, Exo and other K-pop groups, inspirational scroll posters from Papemelroti, and one geeky poster of Yu Yu Hakusho with the four main protagonists in dynamic poses. Kate doesn’t ge

“Please, don’t tease me.” “I’m not teasing baby. You’ll just have to wait for my cock just a little while longer.” Despite the fact that he himself could barely wait any longer. Withdrawing his finger amidst a protesting mewl, he gripped her panties and pulled them down before discarding them on the floor. Finally he could feast his eyes on her. The sight made him salivate. Unable to resist, he lowered his head and brought his mouth to her pussy. His hands clamped over her upper thighs when he heard her moan.

Getting up from the desk, I flung him onto it, panting like a crazed woman, positioned myself over his cock, and slid down. "Yes, just like that, pussycat. Ride my cock." He hissed through his teeth as he rotated my breasts in circles as I ground my hips against him, claiming him as he claimed me. He would always be my Panther, and I would always be his pet. And hopefully one day his wife. #matesforlife

Let's not forget the kitten party. Yes, kitten. There's no surprise when it comes to the rich. They ordered for coffee and biscuits while I turned my iPad on and went straight for notes. "So now that we're here, I guess we should get started, what do you want the theme of the party to be? Any favorite animation or a character or a color?" This is Kyra's business side and it has emerged with vigor. "Well, his favorite color is Blue and these days nothing enthralls him more than horses, he's obsessed with them and well, cars too." She stopped for a moment, appeared to be in deep thought while I jotted down my findings.