She shivers as the evening air moves over her bare skin.  It had been hard not to struggle as the feline undressed her, particularly with Cayn standing there.  But there's no alternative, so she did her best to just relax and let it happen.  But as Jagger's tongue begins to move over her already chilled skin, she feels herself shudder in a combination of pleasure and cold.  Something about his purring makes her feel more relaxed, and that in turn makes the pleasure even easier to sink into.<br/><br/>As the sandpaper-like flesh passes over her skin, much of her resistance seems to be washed away as well.  She drops her hands to the top of the cat's head and gently moves her fingers through his short fur.  He stands at least as tall as she, and even the power of his purr makes her whole body vibrate.  At the very least, this will be interesting....