Three of them. Round. Dangling below him. I felt a shiver run through my spine. A shiver of excitement....of pleasure. My slaps grew more frantic. I couldn't hold it in any longer, I was giving in to temptation and knew it would only get more intense from here on out.
Garafield was almost in tears, but he begged for more, the pain mixing with the thrill and causing his small cat penis to become erected with blood inside it, as is how penisses work.
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I knew tonight would be one that I would never forget.........
His round, soft testes, jiggling and bouncing as I slapped them over and over. I felt as though I was in a trance, compelled by their soft fur, and their deceptive weight.
The sound resonates through the air, and through my very body. I can feel it echoing in my bones. In my chest. In my heart. The slaps grow louder and louder as I get more and more forceful, each moan and grunt from the feline's mouth egging me on.