Gerlinde relished the handling of fragile things.  It was a hobby of hers in practice, a fancy in spirit.  Pocket watches.  Pencil shavings.  Baby birds.  A Faberge egg her grandmother had.<br/><br/>Scalpels.<br/><br/>She enjoyed them all.  And was an identical enjoyment that ignited in her as she began to move Lisle with hands under the blanket.  She conducted the purring girl as though Lisle kitty were a live bomb - keeping the bright wire of their joined gaze attached.  Her hands stroked Lisle puss' side as they slid her just a sliver nearer, brushing Lisle as delicately as if she were made of feathers.  Those hands pressed their heels to Lisle kitty's ripe breasts, cupping them with the care shown soap bubbles.<br/><br/>Her balls billowed with a throb like a depth charge.  It reminded her that she could be hasty - she could be whip needy and cum rude.  She reminded it that she was in control - and that control was what excited her the most.<br/><br/>Trembling with tension, Gerlinde's penis was fit between Lisle kitty's breasts as Gerlinde drew them over its shaft.  Its glans surged, the corona raw with arousal.  A feeling like a bee bee lodged in her right testicle prodded her to fit Lisle kitty's silk-soft tits around the shaft.  She did, with a languid crushing that molded them firm around the meaty column.<br/><br/>"Purring."  Gerlinde said, leaning down to nearly touch Lisle kitty's nose.  She emulated the rumble and began to plump Lisle kitty's breasts around her cock, sponging it with yielding warmth.  Her prick's flesh added to its iron and screamed heat.  Her hands remained calm, moving in jellyfish emulation and ivory firmness.<br/><br/>With that grasp harnessing Lisle puss' breasts, Gerlinde began to slide her up and down, fucking her penis with them.  The glans poked raw, stretched from its foreskin and shuddering, then was sucked back down into the massaged glands.  Against Lisle kitty's rumbling breastbone, the tube within the underside of her cock began to stack semen in fast, thick clots.  Every vein shimmered in the trap of those undulating tits.<br/><br/><em>"Purrrrrr."</em>Gerlinde said, rocking Lisle kitty's vibrations against her, churning the softly trapped breasts around her raw pole.  "Is that still kind of calm?  Hm?"