And the more tactile Lisle is treated as languid and sweetly as the pull of the straw.  Gerlinde looked down into Lisle kitty, sounding new fathoms of the warm green pools, as she kept the steaming mug close enough to tickle Lisle kitty's face with its licking wisps.  As she did, she caressed Lisle kitty from the freshly scented sweep of her hair down to her bottom - firm strokes that emphasized the soft crush of Lisle's nudity to Gerlinde's side.  They were the very strokes one would lay on a good kitty.  They baked into Lisle.  Blanket and hand alike sowed Lisle's naked back with warm friction, fine as cinnamon crumbles.<br/><br/>"So nice to have you bare against me." Gerlinde told Lisle kitty's nearby eyes, her touches slowing as her heart sped faster in the heavy chambers of her tits.  Their tips crinkled with the errant pawing of Lisle's breath.  "So nice to pet you."<br/><br/>But petting would not be enough.  Gerlinde's cock and balls were stuffed with anxious, earthy pops of lust - clenches and tensing and churning of nerves.  She needed release.  She sought a way to get it without entirely spoiling the calm.<br/><br/>Thoughts of calm brought the bath to mind, and with it, the image of washing Lisle kitty's chest.  An idea flashed into crystalline resolution.  Her cock's veins rushed with vitriol at the thought of it.<br/><br/>And the skies of her stare were touched by smolder.  Gerlinde kept her angelic face composed as a cloud.  There was no hiding the brightness behind it, though.<br/><br/>Her hand slid off Lisle kitty, and found naked ribs thrumming under the blanket.<br/><br/>"Kitty..." Gerlinde said softly, again as though whispering into a dreamer's ear.  "I need.  Do you see?"<br/><br/>Gerlinde glanced pointedly down to her cock, and brushed the little rumbling engine of Lisle's chest along its flank.<br/><br/>"I will be calm, though.  You just finish your chocolate and begin purring.  I will just be moving you."<br/><br/>Everything about Gerlinde remained calm.  The press of hand and stare and words, vehemently so.  All aspects of Gerlinde were deliberate and dear with reassurance.<br/><br/>It only made her cock pulse wilder.