Wannabe Catgirl

ALT “Marie,” the doll-sized woman called out. “Marie, Marie, look over here. Marie.” Her partner, distracted by her phone, let out a half-hearted “Hmm?” “You wanna do something?” Susan added some flirtatious emphasis on that last word. “We can eat something later…” Marie mumbled, her eyes not leaving her phone. “I want to eat something now,” Susan said as she perched on her larger partner’s knee. “And that kitty cat is calling to me.”

ALT Susan got so close she could feel the warmth coming out the other side of her partner’s undergarment. “This is the dinner I was looking forward to…” she muttered as she pulled the fabric aside. But before she could proceed any further, the thigh that hovered above slammed on Susan, pinning her in place. “Naughty,” Marie scoffed flirtatiously. “So naughty." She rubbed her thighs together with Susan in the middle before pulling her own shirt up and kneading her breast. “I guess we could play like this before some food.”