Tila and Gert

Tila was a bit of a slut. She knew it and embraced it daily. Silvan was a caring master and had always taken time to give her a good fucking or two every day. Which is why her current position was such a shock. Had Silvan gotten tired of her constant needs and decided to push her off on to someone else? She knew how his taming worked but the love she felt for him was real.

That's what she told herself as she pulled Gert's pants down and let his pretty average cock pop free. He was already hard and the lust in his eyes gave away how big a perv he actually was. She knew her body was small and child-like, and had used that to successfully seduce many men before Silvan took her. If anything, this was a lot like her old life.

She gave his cock a few strokes before leaning in to lick down his shaft to the base and then back up. Her rough tongue made the man moan hoarsely and she began to tease the head of his cock by rolling it with her tongue. She heard Silvan moving up the stairs in the back and tried not to cry as he seemed to abandon her. She needed comfort in that moment and took it in what always comforted her: cock.

She opened her little mouth and accepted his rod, taking half in the first few bobs of her head. The big man teased her feline ears and moaned in pleasure as her lips and tongue took him higher and higher.

"Yes slut suck it good!"

She was happy to oblige and began taking more and more with each bob of her head. She didn't have the problem most people had with their gag reflexes after years of working hard to be the best little cock sucking kitty she could be. she brought her hands up to cup his balls as she continued to bob and began to tease and fondle them. Gert happily grunted his appreciation as she gently rubbed and kneaded them.

She was just getting into a rhythm when he suddenly pulled her off his cock and **** her to turn around and settle on her hands and knees. She looked back at him with a little fear mingling with her lust as he gripped her tail and lined up his cock. Her tail was a weak point for her and when he grabbed it, she became putty in his hands. She could only whimper with need and when his cock began to press into her, she cried out in need.

Gert didn't take it slow, but fortunately she was used to Silvan's bigger cock. He thrust into her with all his **** and his hips slapped against her small ass. His free hand had settled onto her back for support, though she was worried if he really started to push that she would be crushed under his weight. This only added to her excitement and within a few minutes of his hard thrusting, she came on his cock with a squeal.

"That's right slut-cat! Cum for me! Cuuuum!" This last part was a groan as she felt him follow her orgasm with his own. His cock began to pulse inside her and jet after jet of his thick cream painted her insides. He pulled out of her with a grunt and fell back into the hay while she fell forward, feeling used and missing Silvan's touch even more. Thick cum began to leak from her puffy red pussy lips and Gert just sat there admiring his work. With her ears and tail drooping, she hoped that this life would get better. The sound of Silvan returning gave her a ray of hope.