Meow!” More giggling. Meow!” Her speech was just a little bit slurred. Contact lenses gave her yellow irises with faux vertically slit pupils. She bit it gently, then licked it several times and took it into her mouth. More tentacles moved in on her, one went to her other breast while two more gently grasped her legs and pulled them apart. With one hand at a time, the other on the floor between her knees, she rubbed a hand over her body or across her face from nose to ear, and then licked it off. Finally content, she crawled over to Gruthsorik, put her hands up on his thighs, and made a pleading meow. As the tentacle drifted past her, Claire batted at it with her hands and meowed excitedly. Hers appeared to be a size or two too small though, the gap between the two sides was quite a few inches, leaving no cleavage to the imagination. Continued in Chapter 13: Senator
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