Her shoulder length brown hair looked conservative but the basque she was wearing was anything but. She was in fucking good shape anyway but this thin... held her stomach in and pushed her tits right up and out. A thong barely covered her pussy, her lips pouting either side of the material. The slut look was set off perfectly by thigh boots, shiny black thigh boots.“I want you to strip for me,” she said. I’m not shy about my body but stripping with my Dad in the room seemed a bit weird. I. You used to complain that no one noticed you, I bet pretty soon you will be wanting to be alone again." No chance," my mother said, "You can have me anytime you want." We hugged and kissed each other under the warm water for a long time."Let's go back to the bed," she suggested. Under the covers again, it was good to dive my tongue into her warm slit, sucking and darting my tongue between her labia until she cried and begged to be fucked.We spent the rest of the Sunday at home fucking as much. Sue was sat on the bed unbuckling the straps on her favorite leather suitcase.“You’re leaving me?”She turned to look at me with an expression of pure hatred.“Oh, there you are. I’m surprised you’ve got the nerve to show your face after what you did to me last night.”“I’m so sorry, honey. I didn’t mean for it to go down like that.”“Oh really. How did you mean for it to go down then?”I was lost for words. There was no way to answer Sue’s question without making things worse.“What’s the matter?. My dog loved attention as did my donkey. And, if I can reveal one of my dearest secrets…can I?…I guess I will if you promise not to tell:My secret is this. I had long ago discovered my own sexuality and my sexiness with animals. I was fascinated with their “tools” as I called them and they were excited by my “charms” as I called them. Their tools and my charms excited each of us accordingly and there we three were in the sweet smelling barn one afternoon in the fall when my parents were.