<span style="font-weight: bold">Marija</span><br/><br/>“I’ve never eaten anyone before,” Marija murmurs, as Vesele begins to massage and toy with the kari’s mouth. Her suckling is helpless, instinctive, the last part of her to be stilled by Cyra’s paralysing honey. Already her hands are locked in a firm grip around Cyra’s breasts, her legs frozen in place. Even her breathing is fast, shallow… she can’t even turn her head, as Vesele’s sensual form slips between Cyra’s lips, but her eyes turn as they can, and widen slightly, as the other woman begins to fuck the kari’s flower, her torso sliding in and out of the inviting petals.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Katina</span><br/><br/>“I’ve tried at a lot of things,” Katina says, vaguely regretfully, “never done very well at them.” Gently, she continues to massage and rub Resha’s belly, whilst her tail curls and twins with Aiyaka’s, just<span style="font-style: italic">occasionally</span>brushing across the other catgirl’s sensitive nethers.<br/><br/>She<span style="font-style: italic">rowwls</span>in quiet protest, as Aiyaka slips away, leaving her alone with the tigeress, albeit a seemingly-sated one. Only her eyes follow, as Aiyaka presents her posterior to the pair of them, the catgirl’s tongue busy between Vesele’s inviting cheeks… but she doesn’t stop rubbing the tigeress’s tum, quite content to follow Resha’s lead… so long as it doesn’t stretch down the tigeress’s throat...