All parts of "Hot fan" (and there are 4 of them) are custom-made for the ardent fan of the main character. That's what fans do with their idols in their fantasies ... And this is far from the limit;)
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And what was that?! She gave herself to a complete stranger right in her dressing room, seeing him for the first time in her life! And most importantly - did not regret it. She even wanted more, longer, hotter, more satisfying. Nana is already an adult woman, in order to understand herself and her body and accept her desires, and not to look for excuses for them. Who was this strange man - it does not matter! The main thing - she was good with him and I want more. But she didn’t see him at her concerts anymore, but three have already passed! And he promised to be more often ... It's a shame. The desire to beat him fights the desire to surrender as soon as he sees him.

The fourth concert was also not pleased with the brilliance of blue eyes. It seemed that after the concert the mood was upbeat, but still some kind of dissatisfaction, the discrepancy between expectations and reality was nagging at the inside.

Nana entered the dressing room and froze. A happy smile transformed her face into a very young one - on the table in front of the mirror lay a huge bouquet of roses, the very ones, her favorites, red with yellow tints. The girl felt - he sent! Anton. It cannot be otherwise. Ran up, grabbed it in an armful, peering into the juicy buds, and almost screamed for joy, noticing a note. She was short: “If yes - say“ meow ”” - and the phone number. Of course, “meow”!

She grabbed the phone, but changed her mind to write. No, he didn’t let himself be known for so long, and she didn’t immediately respond to the first call! Does he want to play? Well, the kitty is ready to arrange a hot night for him ... And, sitting down in a chair, having buried her nose in fragrant flowers, she smiled wistfully, considering and presenting their new meeting.

All evening, Nana wanted to write this “meow” and again forced herself to put the phone down. Terribly aroused by some fantasies about Anton and savoring the memories, she tried to quench their desire on their own, but only just rekindled themselves. And in the middle of the night I wrote on the phone: "MNW". “The cat missed you and wants to come for a visit? ...” - the answer came almost immediately. Nana smiled broadly, dialing her address: “Better to me. Tomorrow at 18:00. " My heart seemed to be pounding on my chest in anticipation of a hot night. "I want to see a gentle cat ..."

Ah, he wants to see a gentle cat ?! He will get it! Who only Nana did not dress. A cat is not just an outfit, it is its essence. “Meow!” Was her positive response. Hugging a pillow, she soon fell asleep with a smile on her lips.

The next day, there were almost no scheduled cases, so, having quickly dealt with them, she took up preparations for the guest meeting. Beauty salon, bright legs (her passion), water treatments, makeup, styling.

And the kitty is waiting for the guest. He is a little late, giving her more nervous. And finally, after the bell at the door, she runs to open. Anton enters, getting a light kiss. A contented smile twists his lips as he examines it. The girl has a black ultra-short pleated skirt, a black corset, a fur cape (it seems there is nothing under it), black ears with a pink center and high-heeled shoes.

- Hello, kitty! This is for you ... - and, with a smile, puts a box of milk and a package of sausages on a bedside table instead of flowers and sweets. Nana laughed, ringing and sincere - so no one has yet come to see her! “Does a cat walk on two legs ...” a smile suddenly disappears from his face. The girl also stopped smiling, accepting the rules of the game. And suddenly knelt in front of Anton.

- Pass for the cat ...- she looks at him invitingly, turns around and slowly, shaking her hips, goes on four limbs into the bedroom. A short skirt offers a view of the elastic ass, almost not covered with black lace panties. The man is following, as if spellbound, following the smooth movements of the cat.

In the room twilight, lit only a night light and candles on the table with wine and a light snack, but the couple do not need food and wine - they are drunk with each other. On the table, his smartphone, which he forgot in her dressing room last time, sings Nana Mizuki's songs. Anton smiled - she was waiting for his arrival.

The girl climbed onto the bed and turned to the guest. Opposite the bed on the wall is a huge mirror reflecting a sexy cat and a young man with a burning gaze. He came close, feeling at once the little hands on his chest, they began to undress him, slowly and unobtrusively.

“You didn’t come to the concerts ...” she said with a slight reproach, looking into his eyes.

- Sorry, I was busy. I was leaving. But I came back ... and really missed the cat ... - he smiled, pressing the fragile girl to his bare chest, and from that bold smile, her heart sank and started beating rapidly somewhere below her belly.

He found her lips, invaded a hot dance into her mouth. The taste of her lips immediately intoxicated, the smell of skin inflamed blood. He felt her sharp little legs on his back - startled. Her teeth pressed his lower lip and bit slightly. Anton squeezed her ass with both hands and one strongly slapped - the girl giggled and pulled away.

“Our cat is wild,” he frowned slightly, licking blood from his lips. - We will pacify ...

- With what? - smiled slanting eyes. The man suddenly pushed her back and leaned on top.

- Kisses and caresses ... - whispered, looking straight into his eyes. And his lips rushed down the neck. He smelled her smell, burying his nose in the hair behind the ear. Sweet with a slight bitterness.

The hand rushed to the ideal forms of the breast, under a fur cape and the truth is nothing more than dressed. Cape away - lips covered a mound, absorbed by vacuum, how much fit in the mouth. Let go and again sucked leech to the nipple, then circling around, then pressing on top. The girl already impatiently crawled under him, quietly moaning. He bit to the pain, simultaneously squeezing another nipple between her fingers - Nana arched, loudly gasping. The man purred rather, continuing his way down.

- What is it? - the girl suddenly touched a box on the bed with her foot. Anton brought her with him, apparently, not sausages and milk.

- This is a small gift to the cat ... Later, honey.

He unfolded it on his stomach in one motion and put it on his knees. Snuffled into black lace, inhaling the scent of a desired woman with pleasure. Enjoying every moment of exposure, pulled off her panties from the ass, brought them to his face, took a deep breath, and put them in his trouser pocket.

“You smell amazing, kitty ...” His voice wheezed with excitement.

Anton for a moment admired the views of the open female charms, stroking her ass, thighs, then buried her face in them. He absorbed the delicate petals in his mouth, sucked. The tongue swirled around the folds and hollows, from bottom to top, all the way to the sun. Fingers found a sensitive button of a gentle bud, then circled, then pressed, pulling out hoarse moans, causing the ass to spin to the rhythm of his tongue. The girl bent more deeply, swinging open before him, relaxing, surrendering to the will of his caresses.

The tongue dived into the hot depths, collecting streams of tart, slightly sour moisture. Tasty to madness, circling head. To penetrate more deeply, to get to the bottom. More more. He emerged and swirled around another entrance, gentle and elastic. Flaring, making his way with a spear-tip deeper inside. The girl moans in a voice, actively moving towards. That's where her erogenous zone! That's what makes it fly away ...

“I knew that my cat would have no tail ...” his deaf, insinuating voice comes to her. She turns her head - a man pulls an anal plug with a bushy tail and grease out of that box. The lower abdomen immediately ached from the anticipation of thrills.

Lubricated cork gently penetrates the relaxed ass, little by little, slightly pressing and returning again. And then plunging deeper. And here is the tail in place.

“Kisa, do you like your new tail? ...” whispers Anton, as if by the way touching the base of the tail and gently moving ...