You chuckle deeply. 'I thought so...' You murr the words, hands slowly rubbing up her sides. Biting her lip, the feline slowly sets to shifting about atop you, at first seemingly trying to pretend she's just getting comfortable-- wiggling a little this way, a little that way, pushing nice and snug against your belly. Smearing hot juices across your crotch spoils the effort a little. Her breathing deepens slowly as her motions become more blatant grindings, her cheeks hot and her eyes a bit foggy as her fingers wrap around your shoulders for support. You huff a deep breath, smiling broadly as she grinds up and down your length, hips pushing the most exquisite, sinuous rolls up and down your twitching shaft. You grunt softly, smearing a bead of pre across her tail, and the feline shudders, slowly dragging herself up, and up...