In the throes of her passion, she envisions her cat, its sleek body pressed against hers, its purring a symphony of her arousal. She pictures its wet nose nudging her thighs apart, its rough tongue lapping at her dripping folds. The fantasy is so vivid, she can almost feel the cat's tongue on her clit, the vibrations of its purrs echoing through her. She bucks her hips, her fingers driving into her cunt, her body tensing as she nears orgasm. She cries out, her body convulsing as she comes, her juices coating her fingers, her panties, the cat toys scattered around her.