Thinking he can feel and hear some encouragement, Peter lets his hands wander back to fondle the ass he's wanted a piece of all night. The man's fingertips dig lightly into the soft flesh as his pecking lips and nibbling teeth begin to migrate. Those hungry little kisses find their way up and down the side of the kitty's neck over and over again, working between their starting point and the spot where a human's ear would be. All of this, coupled with the sounds escaping from Lisa, drives him further into a state of animal need. The solid bulge below grinds slowly against her and the groping hands behind pull her tightly against it, causing the air of a needy groan to wash over her neck.