"Yes."  Gerlinde brushed fingers through peach-firm flesh in a rippling motion.  Her breath was getting staggered now.  It came up her throat on hooves.  Her penis was scintillating, tight as scalded skin.  "When you...looked down...and saw."<br/><br/>Her chest began rolling in time with Lisle kitty's slide.  The tempting vision of the tongue had set something frantic traveling her veins.  Her climax wouldn't be long off.  It had waited hours, after all - hours of breezy kitty breath on her tit; hours of Lisle puss pussy smell; hours of brushing bareness.  She was ripe, splitting, between the gripping caress of Lisle kitty's breasts.<br/><br/>No, this was not calm.  Lisle kitty was right.  Just good.  But Gerlinde had been good to Lisle kitty for long enough.  Now it was time for them to be good to each other.<br/><br/>Under the tugging of the breasts, the grind of Gerlinde's cock brought the pinch of her glans' slit open wider.  The meatus split its dark eye with every downward stroke.  Those strokes spread the flush of her sex's flesh, until Gerlinde was covered in it.<br/><br/>"Tell...me..." Gerlinde urged in a clawed rumble.  Her balls clenched.<br/><br/>A knock shivered the front door.<br/><br/>Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck, Gerlinde thought.<br/><br/>"Tell me."  It was a growl of demand now.  She stroked swifter, rocking Lisle kitty almost violently around her aching need.<br/><br/>The knock came again, along with a man's voice.<br/><br/>"Doctor?  You in there?"<br/><br/>It was Kluge.  Nice guy.  Great shoebrush of black hair on his thirty pound head.  Beefy and bold and, above all, nice.  At least when he could afford to be.  But Kluge was also obedient, and if he was knocking at this hour - well before Gerlinde expected him to drop by for nightly inspection - he would not be deterred.<br/><br/>"One moment."<br/><br/>A rare flash of embarrassment struck Gerlinde.  She frowned subtly and made a note of asking Lisle puss later.<br/><br/>"Remember your reply."  The gaze she shot into Lisle would have bolted the thought in place.<br/><br/>Then she tugged on pants, tossed the blanket over the bare kitty, and marched muttering to the door.<br/><br/>So much for calm.