The afternoon light filtered softly through the heavy curtains of Nellie's luxurious bedroom, painting the silk sheets in warm gold.
Nellie stood in front of the tall mirror of the wardrobe, her reflection showing a deeply embarrassed but undeniably alluring catgirl.
The fluffy black tail plug swayed with every nervous shift of her thick thighs, its base nestled deep inside her ass.
Soft cat ears perched atop her ash-brown braids, and matching black paw gloves covered her hands.
She wore nothing else.
Her petite breasts rose and fell rapidly, small pink nipples stiff from both nerves and arousal.
Her big, soft ass jiggled slightly as Lor stood behind her, his cock buried deep inside her dripping pussy.
"Lor… please… slower…" she whimpered, her voice high and shaky.
Her gray-green eyes were half-lidded behind her fogged glasses, her freckled cheeks burning scarlet.
