The leader smirks at you and whispers something into the ear of the horny catgirl who's currently trying to mount you. Whatever she says must be effective, because the other girl suddenly stops thrashing around and looks up at her leader with a mixture of embarrassment and confusion. The leader nods curtly, and the horny catgirl reluctantly slides off of you, her ears flattened against her head in humiliation.

"Oh, right," she mumbles, looking away. "

The leader glances at you over her shoulder and smirks. "Well, aren't you the grateful one?" She nuzzles your neck playfully before biting down gently, drawing blood. You yelp in surprise and rub at the spot where she bit you. "There, there," she coos mockingly, licking her lips as if tasting something delicious. The other catgirls around them chuckle and exchange amused glances.

"So,"