<div align="center"><strong>Thomas Blake/Catman</strong></div><br/>The feeling of Cassie's lips and tongue on his cock had been wonderful, but feeling her take him further into her mouth, the suction and warmth drove Thomas further, bringing groans to his lips as he sunk further and further until he could feel her lips against his pelvis. His hands flexed convulsively for a moment before he regained control, his finger on her nipple stroking the nub of flesh until it hardened before switching to the other. As Cassi's bikini bottoms slipped away, his other hand began to explore the newly revealed parts of his prize, a finger running over her wet, burning slit all the way up to her tiny rear entrance and back, not penetrating her yet, but savoring the scent of her arousal and the feel of her heat.