At night, after a busy day, when my toy was already snuffling at my feet, I rummaged in her mind, trying to understand what caused such a dramatic change in her attitude to me. Yes, an unusually bright orgasm, instilled in me a craving for pain, emotional turmoil, when excitement and pleasure were mixed with humiliation and shame, all of this strongly influenced Katie’s psyche, but still such affection was originally from the girl who hates me ... consciousness, tracking emotional connections, intertwining desires, instincts and my orders.

After about an hour, I realized what was connected with Katia’s affection and desire to please. My installation on the impossibility of pregnancy was faced with the strongest instinct of procreation. Unable to overcome my will, instinct began to influence the behavior of the girl in such a way that she had the urge to give me pleasure and become better for me. After all, if I become an ideal candidate for me, I will lift my ban, and the girl will be able to satisfy her instinct - to continue the race from a strong male (and the male, whose will was able to subdue, though not completely, the main instincts of the girl, is definitely worth attention). So I got a toy that wants to please, is melting from my praise and very jealous of any rival. So far, she was not jealous of anyone, but this is only for now ...

Katya pleased me with her behavior, more and more depraved in bed, cozy and caring when we were alone, but after sex, and impudent in public. However, she did not lose her shyness, and she was embarrassed when I started to paw her in public places, or ordered me to do something depraved that others could notice. Sometimes she gave me interesting surprises, even pleasant enough. So a kitten appeared in my apartment - Katya just picked him up on the street, where he froze alone, and looked with such sweet eyes, asking him to leave, which I just could not refuse her. But he honestly warned her that she would have to answer for all the kitten’s shoals, including training for the tray. Of course, it was possible to simply inspire the kitten with all the necessary skills and rules of conduct in my territory, but the animal is not to blame for what has fallen into my lair. Therefore, Kate wiped her puddles on the floor with her panties, squeezing them with her teeth, and sticking out her cropped ass. Just a couple of days of such entertainment, and Katya showed simply the wonders of dressing, where Zapashny is there, so that soon the kitten was only methyl in her tray. The most interesting thing is that the kitten was forced to bring the girl to bring the non-surrendering basic instinct. Like "we will look after the kitten together, and then he wants to look after the child together." I always wondered why these girls, planning to expand the family, always try to blow their chosen ones with a bush that dries up, then a petty-wicked character, and this, it turns out, their instinct works!

Pet feeding, responding to the name Viglot, was also Katya's concern. And if it was easy to pour in food or pamper a piece of sausage, then the Milk Throat required only a certain company, turning up the impudent face from any other. And when this fluffy wretch jumped onto my bed this morning, mewing plaintively, I immediately realized that he had not received his favorite milk.

- Cach! How did you not swallow?

- Yes, his milk is sour. He does not drink normal, give him a shelf life of 5 days! So it spoils what I will do? I do not give milk!

This phrase hooked me.Having stroked the strayed kitten, I go to the kitchen, where for a couple of minutes I admire culinary magic performed by a long-haired nymph in an apron on a naked body. Having enjoyed the look of an elastic ass, I embraced the girl from behind, clutching a juicy chest under the apron.

- This is really an omission that I can't even get a fresh milk, and I would drink it in the morning, or even just stick to the nipple - that's breakfast!

The girl arched her back and trustingly pressed herself against me. But breakfast was almost ready, so getting a plate with the tenderest omelet with sausages and tomato, I sat down at the table, enjoying the taste and letting Kate get her own breakfast with her mouth. This has already become our morning tradition, and either the girl managed to get her morning portion of protein, while I was busy eating, or received this portion in my ass, from where the sperm then flowed into panties. Katya did not like to walk all day with a stray ass and in wet sticky shorts, so she tried very hard every morning, connecting all of her skills. She was lucky today, the omelette was too hot, the girl had enough time for blowjob, so we both went to study in a good mood.

Thanks to the ring in the nipple, it became much more interesting to spend time in the university. During the break, I easily brought my toy to the state of a slutting whore, jerking and twisting the pierced nipple. Suffering from unsatisfied excitement, Kate tried to recoup during the couples, erotically whispering in my ear all vulgarities, defiantly licking and biting her juicy lips. Unfortunately, on the 5th course there were no streaming lectures during which I could punish the girl who provoked me, forcing me to suck in a half-empty audience or restrain the moans of pleasure from my coarse, perhaps even cruel caresses. More precisely, there was one such lecture, but I had no desire to spend an hour and a half of my time on a useless humanitarian subject. Therefore, I waited for the next break, bringing the girl almost to a deranged state. And after the last couple I was dragging her into the toilet of the neighboring building, which was connected by an internal passage to the building, where almost all the senior students of our faculty passed.

On the third floor of the third building next to the junction there was a male toilet, with sufficiently spacious cabins to comfortably enjoy the mouth of my toy, while the attendance of this room was much less than in the fifth building, where most of our couples passed. Another advantage of this toilet was that the likelihood of meeting teachers or fellow students was practically nil, and the greedy and envious glances of unfamiliar guys, who sometimes didn’t go completely out of time, only increased my pleasure from the shame and humiliation of my toy, which even could take my hand away or at least restrain my lustful moans.

Today, my thoughts were occupied with the idea of ​​getting a cash cow into my playful hands, and it was quite possible to set up a girl so that she would give milk in the quantities I needed. The question was whether to do it with Katya or to look for another candidate. On the one hand, it would be a pleasure to milk a 4th size, and it would be very tempting to dig into a nipple in the morning, extracting milk for yourself, even without getting out of bed. On the other hand, it is not clear how the pierced nipple will behave, and I did not want to lose such a wonderful toy. Yes, and the feeling of jealousy that a girl will experience if a rival appears, I am very flattered. In her jealousy and desire to attract attention, she can throw so many ideas ... When the pairs have ended, I could not make the final choice. Katya’s glowing eyes and a bump in jeans clearly hinted that a decision might wait.

We reached the third building quickly. Having made the girl stand on all fours and put her handbag on her back, he ordered her to climb the stairs like that, promising to hit the clit with a ruler for each drop of her handbag.At first the handbag fell at each step, but Katya quickly adjusted, strongly arched her back, sticking up her juicy ass. Now the bag has not fallen, and I enjoyed the wonderful view. After the stairs, the girl quickly crawled to the toilet door and stopped, invitingly shaking her ass.

- Well come in, why are you frozen?

Today we were lucky, there was nobody inside. Dropping things that are not needed right now near the washstand, he pressed the girl to the wall, unbuttoned his shirt, moved the bra ...