Kinky Mature SexHe took another swallow of his drink as I
moved towards him as if hypnotized. He drew in on a cigarette,
expelling the smoke in an easy, relaxed stream through his nos-
trils.
My cock had sprung to attention as soon as I saw him, thrusting
urgently against the imprisoning fabric of my suit trousers, but
I realized I had to feel him out carefully. I knew nothing about
how his culture felt about gays and, while those claws on his
hands and feet might look like human toenails and fingernails, I
knew that they could extend out into three-inch long scimitars
that could disembowel a man in less than a second. Those power-
ful feline muscles alone could literally tear a human in two.
And those long canine teeth in his mouth could sever my head from
my body in a matter of seconds.