Vincent smiled at the compliment. “Thank you, that actually means a lot to me.” He says as he holds Niassa close. “What kind of mate or mates would you recommend for me then? And do you, um, have a mate?”  He asked blushing as he rested his head on her shoulder. He liked this girl. She was kind to him and seemed to understand him at least a little.<br/><br/>The renewed friction from Niassa’s wiggling bottom and the sight of the other catgirl fingering herself was starting to make him hard again.<br/>