" Wait, what the fuck is going on?" Richie demanded.Jason grinned. "Perhaps you don't know everything you think you do." What the hell is that suppose... to mean? Stop speaking nerd, or--"Cassie grasped his arm and forced him to turn around. "Richie, it's ... it's okay."Richie gave her a nonplussed look.Cassie sighed. "I'll explain it inside. Please, let's go."Richie frowned and yanked his arm from her hand. He threw both hands into the air before stomping towards the school entrance, muttering. I was not very comfortable, which was of course partially due to the disguise I wore.The fine and soft pelt of my costume proved to be quite warm and for some reason they kept the cabin temperature well above the thirties on the C scale. It felt just like sitting in a Nilfeheim sauna wearing a Fangsnapper fur coat. Well maybe not that extreme, but certainly close.“Cats like it warm.” She seemed to have no problem guessing my thoughts even completely disguised like that.The Poodle space ship we. Are you ready?”“I’ve never been more ready for anything in my life, mom,” I answered. “You might have to help me though.”“I’ll help you, sweetie,” she said softly. “I want to be your first.”I moved on my knees to between her legs. Slowly, I lowered my hips until the tip of my cock was right at her bush. She reached down and grasped it in her hand. “Honey,” she said. “I want you to look at me when it happens. OK?”“Yes, yes.” I said. “Oh god yes.”“Here we go,” she said, and I lowered my hips some. The nectar of her soft, sweet peach gushed into my mouth, her legs, again, fell from my back and on to the bed as her muscles relaxed. “It’s your turn,” she said with the little energy she had after cumming for the second time. This time seemingly needing minutes to recover. I laid down beside her and she climbed on top of me. She leaned back on her hands wither her feet near my chest. She then began riding me, harder with each motion. I watched in pleasure and amazement as Marissa’s breasts.