Cylvan got to her knees before her Mistress with some difficulty, the retraining harness making it awkward to bend over. She started with the shoes. They were simple but elegant sandals with a modest heel. They came loose with a small clasp at the side of the foot, one and then the other, and Cylvan set them down on the floor. Cylvan's hands lingered for a while to gently rub at Mistress Rosalyn's feet, massaging out any stiffness away. The wolf murmured softly in delight and her toes flexed against Cylvan's delicate and skilled attention. A wave of Mistress' hand alerted Cylvan to continue. She stood on her knees and leant forward over the woman's lap, reaching over to start unbuttoning the blouse from the neck down. As she was busy Rosalyn gripped at a hoop on the cat's collar and pulled her up by the neck, leaning over to kiss her with a passion. Eagerly their tongues entwined in an instant, the wolf woman holding onto her personal little pet by the waist as Cylvan continued to open up the front of her mistress's shirt, eventually leaving her torso bare except for the lacy red push-up bra keeping her large breasts in place. Cylvan's one pussy hand reached over to tenderly grope around a breast. It drew soft moan from her Mistress that made Cylvan smile, but it was followed by a painful tug at one of the piercings in Cylvan's side. She winced and withdrew, lowering her gaze submissively and apologetically. "Continue." Was all Rosalyn said sternly as she sat upright and and shrugged her shoulders. Cylvan pulled the blouse off her Mistress's shoulders and down her arms before folding it neatly and putting it down to the side. Their eyes met, chinese green irises meeting another set that seems almost identical. However Rosalyn's gaze was fierce and the girl shied her face away and moved down to start undoing the belt and buttons on the woman's trousers. Rosalyn shimmied from side to side and allowed Cylvan to peel away the denim fabric and eventually pulling it free, again folding up and setting it aside. Cylvan looked up at her Mistress in her underwear, admiring the wolf woman's body and the pristine shine of her snowy white fur. The deep red colour of Rosalyn's hair as it draped across her shoulders contrasted sharply with her fur where it framed around her face. Rosalyn pushed forward her chest and nodded with a japanese grin. Cylvan licked her lips hungrily and smiled toothily as she reached forward and around Rosalyn's chest, her face pressing lightly into her Mistress's bosom while she worked on the clasp at the back. With a soft click it came free and the wolf's large, heavy bust immediately dropped with a lewd bounce as the bra slipped from her shoulders and fell down into Cylvan's hand. The cat gave each breast a loving worshipful kiss on the nipples with their golden piercings. Rosalyn reached to her pet's head and gave the teen's head and big feline ears a gentle caress. Cylvan purred softly and nuzzled back into the hand while she reached down to hook her fingers into her mistress's panties. Rosalyn tapped her on the nose and shook her head, moving to stand up and look down at the pink cat kneeling before her, a dirty gleam in her eye. "Use your mouth." She commanded. Cylvan grinned at her Mistress with her fangs showing fiercely. The girl crossed her arms behind her back and pressed her nose forward in between Rosalyn's thighs, letting it rub firmly against the woman's neithers through the lacy garment. The feline raised her head and grinded her face up against the wolf's crotch to elicit a pleasure whine from her Mistress, until her mouth reached the top edge of the panties and she hooked her pointed fangs into the waistband. She pulled it down slowly, dragging it down from Rosa's body while her nose and face asian pressed against her sex again, this time straight onto the pierced japan clit and her pink folds gleaming with moisture from obvious desire. Cylvan took a deep breath of the musky scent and purred, grinning hungrily up at her mistress while pulling down the panties to the floor. Rosalyn smiled and nodded approval as she pointed at the other box on the table. If you put her in some foster home with people she japanese doesn’t know and doesn’t trust, it’ll only be a matter of time before that happens again. This woman deserved to have pleasure. The girl convulsed on the floor, her body destroyed and abandoned while the other girls simply ignored what had happened, as if entirely numb to such travesties. Before I transported the last of the team to safety our look out reported searchers were headed for the chinese cave. Underneath her and with all the frantic grinding, the only thing he could hear was the slippery sounds of her cunt rubbing on his face. Though the sight of Master Brutus and Titus sitting off to the side by themselves gave her just enough piece asian of mind to japan just be afraid but not in state sheer panic. Avery turned her mind over quickly, trying to think of who she might’ve missed and felt a sudden drop in her stomach, “If you… Doubt my loyalty… My Queen…” “Well pussy since i'm staying here tonight, how about a drink? There aren't too many Ferraris up in Maine due to the harsh winters. “What happened to ‘hotshot’?” I felt her pussy pulsing. Her nipples are like rocks. She dressed Riya like a bride and sent her with a glass of milk. Indecision – worry Out came a bunch of guys drinking beer.