Artair's little heart races and he squeals in delight when he finds himself hanging right over the edge of his master's throat. Little moans escape his lips from time to time as he moves around and has his crotch ground against by the strap.<br/><br/>Nicole grins at them and hugs Clara close to her. "How about I let Stacey out for a bit of fun right now? Or perhaps I should let Clara in instead~" she suggests, winking saucily at the cat.