65. His Kitten

Denny tapped Trisha lightly on her hips to give his new order.

"I want you in all four," Denny whispered close to her ear. She was a perfect view of a weakened service girl due to an intense orgasm she just had. Too weak to straighten her body, she was leaning her forehead on Denny's left shoulder. Yet, Trisha complied silently. She let her body slide into the empty space on the couch to Denny's left. Then she moved one knee to be side by side with the other on the side of Denny's left thigh. She was confident her client could easily move to stand from his seat with only her feet on top of his lap by now.

"Mon petit minou..." [My little kitten]

Denny did not move when he saw the wiggling, salt and peppered color, hairy tail attached to Trisha's butt. He gets the thrill out of the thought that he can pull it out and plow his cock in replacement to keep her filled and never empty. He could still see the glistening cum of hers dripping out of her, collecting some fluids into his fingers,