I had cast my favorite harry potter spell, licktorus clitorus, and while I was plucking the notes on that wonderful little harp, her cat crept in. Head back, eyes closed, mouth agape, toes gripping the fabric of the couch, and that’s when the cat decided to get her face into her face as far as she could, given the time alloted for an expression of gratitude and ecstacy. She was immediately alarmed by a whisker brushing the sides of her mouth as the kitten’s twitchy little nose dove past her teeth. It ruined the experience, but it’s funny to mention now.

I read about a guy who, whilst shagging, felt his balls get tickled, so he told his partner to keep doing whatever she was doing…she said her hands were tied up….looked down and it was the dog.