I love to bring my sensual fantasies into beautiful reality. Sure, I can cosplay with the best of them, but do they live like their sexy inspirations? I sure as hell do! I fully embody every fictitious beauty I portray. So recently, I’ve been prowling around the city in skin tight black leather looking for valuables and hearts to steal as… THE BLACK CAT!
Last night was my craziest outing so far. I scaled a fancy high-rise building with all of the crafty precision of my namesake. Ok, I took the elevator, but just shut up and roll with it. I mean I won’t tell you what it took to get up on the roof, just know that I did it.
Anyway, when I reached the top of the towering superstructure, I decided to swing down the edge and try to use my diamond tipped cat claws to cut through the glass of one of the windows and that’s when things got a little hairy. I had to climb through some sort of small duct to get up on the ledge and as I wriggled my way through the vent my clothes got snagged on something. I couldn’t get off of it and, as I pulled, the faux leather fabric tore to shreds. I’m sure that, being stuck, I was the perfect picture of someone’s sensual fantasies.
I exited the pipe and ripped off the remaining strings of my costume and made my way over to the ledge. When I leaned over the overhang to get a better look at a potential target, who did I see hanging there, much to my surprise? That’s right, it was your friendly neighborhood… window washer. Sure, he was no Spidey, but that didn’t stop him from shooting me with his sticky white webbing.
I jumped down on his swinging platform and started purring for him with my bare ass stuck high up in the air. He didn’t hesitate one second to wrap me up tight in his arms and force his amazing meat into my kitty. He was spectacular, fucking me in every postion possible as we hung high up over the city. He pulled his heroic cock out of me and covered me in his sensational sex juice.
He slapped me around a little which made his cum fly off my face and fall to the ground. We laughed and cuddled as we watched it all drip down on the onlookers below. That had to have been one of their sensual fantasies, it certainly was one of mine.
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