She had her blonde hair in a pony tail, her reading glasses half way down her nose, a tight top with the top few buttons undone, a sexy tight fitted s...irt and big black high heels. She was looking very sexy today indeed.I was pleased with this compliment she gave me, so I put a small smile on my face. She noticed when she turned back and faced me and then she yelled at me again."Wipe that shit eating grin off your face, now!" She bellowed at me.I was getting very confused by this point, I. I took it in my mouth and started working a rhythm. My head was being held still and slowly, very slowly, the huge man-handle slid in and out of my mouth.I made a silent guess that it was my man working my mouth, but I couldn't tell for sure, and truthfully I didn't really care. A couple of times he stopped me again and held as still as night and I knew he was trying hard not to come. Watching me having sex with another guy was something we often talked about in fantasy and I knew this was. I was a cow, wearing a one piece swimsuit with a cow pattern that squished my tits together uncomfortably like those push-up bras from the Renaissance. In the middle was a cut out that showed off my mid-rift and over the area where my pubic hair would be if i didn't shave it all were four pink hard-plastic udders. My back was mostly bare except for the cow-print bottoms, below which peek my ass-cheeks, which are disproportionately large when compared to my body and breasts. At my septum dangles. At that, not everything was new, or exactly Harley-Davidson-original parts. There were some odd bits and pieces there, and to make everything work, Jason had had to build a couple parts on the anvil as an alternative to an expensive factory replacement -- and that didn't even include some of the decorative special pieces.Kevin reached down and turned the key, then stood up and bounced down on the kick starter, hearing a whoosh. "You know damn well it's not going to start up first kick," Jason.