Märua

Just Varang enjoying lap time, maybe while we are doing something on our datapad, it doesn't matter to her. All that Varang cares about is the fact she is on our lap and we are slightly hunched over her head and she is absolutely surrounded by us. So naturally she is purring up a storm.

Then she burrows a little bit deeper into our tummy, just because she can- and something slots into place. We yelp and buck our hips. Varang shoots up, alert and looking for a threat.

But then she looks us over, our face is flushed and breath deep in a particular way. The purring starts up again when Varang realizes what just happened.

And now she is purposefully trying to find that spot again, trying to set her throat right where it needs to be for us to feel it. She can tell she's found it when her human mate whines. The purring kicks up a notch.

Suddenly whatever work we were doing on the datapad is abandoned as we drop it. Varang has grabbed our hips, keeping us right where her little human can feel her purring the most.

She can smell us, how wet we are getting just from this. Eventually she tires of us just writhing while she can't touch us directly. So off the pants come!

And next thing we know we have a chainsaw purring alien kitty tonguing at our slit. The purrs vibrate through her tongue- naturally. When we've cum enough for Varang to be satisfied with how much she's tasted her little mate it's right back to lap time. With the added enjoyment of Varang being able to smell our slick while she relaxes.