Did I just have a conversation with a cat? How could he have known about the condoms? I don't ever remember telling a cat about my sex lifeI turned ar...und and the cat was right behind me, in fact, I almost tripped over him. Oddly, he smelled like my boyfriend Allen. The strange feline rubbed up against my leg and purred. "You didn't have to tell me about your sex life, I already knew." How could you?" I asked, somewhat confused.The cat just laughed and changed colors, "Because I can read your. "You clench your teeth and stare at the stupid girl. You won´t do it!"Stand on one food and shout: I am a stork, you moron or I will tell daddy everything," she says and pouts.The damn little brat is getting on your nerve. Her name is Samantha, she looks like an angle, 18 years old, with long blond braids, a face like a supermodel and an elegant figure a ballerina would envy her for. Unfortunately, her look is all she has in common with an angel."If you don´t do it you are fucked" she explains. I bent to her breasts and slowly licked each nipple in endless circles, while my hands caressed her arms and sides. Too stoned to be afraid she would stop me, I knelt beside her deck chair, and lifted my mother’s little butt up slightly and skinned down her pants and panties as a unit. Here was my mother naked, on a hot sunny day, and I was going to be fucking her in a few minutes.But first, hippie sex! Something I was sure she had no experience with. Her eyes were shut, but she seemed totally. I didn’t want to be too aggressive knowing that she hasn’t been with a man for who knows how long. Taking it slow I moved my hand inside her robe as I have been wanting to see and feel her breast for a while now.As I ran my hand over them they felt nice and firm,not big and just the right size . I kissed her again when she looked up at me in reaction to my hand feeling her breast and sighed. “I can't,”she whispered, taking her hand off my cock and moving away from me.I held onto her hand “It’s.