Pussy For Pussy

Katya tiptoes to the door, saucer of milk in hand. Texas Patti stalks in a beat later, fists planted on her hips. She zero in on Katya's bent ass like she hasn't eaten in weeks. "Freeze, missy!" Texas barks. "Didn't I say no more handouts for that stray alley cat?" Katya spins and begs. She's eighteen now, plenty responsible. She'll do whatever it takes—just let her keep the kitten. The desperation sparks something filthy in Texas. She closes the gap, palms sliding over her step-daughter's waist, ribs, tits. Katya wiggles, but the fight melts when Texas growls against her ear, "Fine, keep the kitten... long as you tend to Mommy's pussy first." Katya bites her lip, glances at the untouched milk on the floor, then sinks to her knees. Anything for the cat. Anything for what Mommy's about to feed her.