Then she threw one leg across and straddled her daughter's head.Bonny gazed up into her mother's soaking, gaping cunt crater and she began to whimper ...ungrily. Her tongue was flashing out even before they made contact and her lips were sucking as if they were already clamped on that wet cunt gash. Bonny had always enjoyed giving head to her girlfriends, as much as she loved getting it from them, in fact, her mouth being as horny as her cunt. But the very idea of sucking her own mother's cunt. My tongue barely grazed the disgusting glop when I felt my Miss's fingers flick my bikini to the side, exposing my dripping center and plugged-up asshole.Groaning, I sunk into her expert touch, fingers circling my clit while I writhed in place, collar tinkling. The Friskies were forgotten. That is, until I felt a tugging on my tail, setting off an explosive torrent of expletives, much to my Miss's amusement.In vain, I tried to shift my position, but the tail served as an anchor, forcing me to. I am not sure how to explain it, you can check out the drawing. I uploaded it here bit . ly/draw1ng1 Just copy paste it in your browser and remove spaces. (for some reason I couldn't post this story with link). Anyway, He asked me if I would like to have a drink with him after my shift is over. I said yes, and we agreed that he will pick me up later. Later that day, I was driving with him in his car. We were still discussing where are we going to go. We were both quiet for a minute or 2, and. Oh and his eyes! A deep vibrant green. Everything about him was alluring. A charming smile, arms with veins in all the right places from being a drummer, and an ass that could make grown women weep.I'm not too bad myself though. A runner's body, deep curly red hair and a face that turned heads. Still, there was something about him that made me feel out of his league.Maybe because I hadn't dated in a year and I was focused on my new career since I was fresh out of uni.The doorbell rang again as.