“I’m Karen. Glad to meet you and Wingman.” She gives him another scratch on the side of his cheek.She looks up at me. Her face is very cute; haz...l eyes, light makeup, full lips but not pouty. She has that “sweet look” to her. Easy to just sit and stare at. Yes, she is a cutie. Instant attraction. Definitely my type.“I don’t think I’ve ever seen a cat on a leash. Does he walk ok with it?” She asks.This is the attractant. There’s always dogs walking in front of their guy or gal, but who has seen. It fit her like a second skin. I had no idea that my daughter had curves like her mother used to have. The dress was strapless but her nice breasts certainly kept it up. It was way too short on her but the sales lady told me that it was perfect. She also said that Valerie couldn’t wear any panties with it or that they would show through the material. Then the sales lady told Valerie that she should shave her pussy too. When Valerie turned around I actually drooled over my own daughter. Her ass. Then putting her legs over his shoulders, he gently kissed and licked the inside of her thighs, driving her into a frenzy.I could see her pussy was wet and glistening with her flowing juices. When his mouth finally made contact with her pussy she went into her first screaming orgasm, I knew and loved the fact that she was very vocal as she was cumming. He sucked her engorged clit into his mouth as he slipped a finger in her pussy bringing her to another orgasm with her head thrashing about and. "Sit here."When she was sitting on his chest, legs stretching past his head . . . he looked up and smiled. "Mommy, I'm wearing your clothes . . . that was my fantasy . . . I'm wearing them for you, and that was part of my fantasy," He kissed her thigh. "I've fucked you, mated with you." He put his hands under her ass and pulled her close. "I love your pussy." He kissed it. He lifted her more, closer . . .his tongue ran down between the folds of her pussy . . . and he kissed her asshole. .