My mom is technically considered my dad because of the fact that she is a futanari, or a chick with a dick. I know this because I'm one too. But my fa...ily isn't exactly "perfect". My mother never saw me grow up because she was kidnapped by sex hunters two days after I was born. Anyways, life in the past was always a fight for survival. Us vikings were always at war with an anthromorphic species of intelligent lizards called...The Dragoness. These creatures lured the men of villages away to fly. So that day we planned to meet after college. We attend college. After college, I rushed home and got freshened up. I was getting ready to go to her house. After I got ready I called and asked her by what time should I come to her house. She responded by saying, “Come to my house by 5 pm.” So I waited for some time.By 4:30 in the evening I took my bike to go to her house as her house was a little far from my house. On the way to her home, I bought a Dairy Milk Silk chocolate and some juice and. She grabbed my hands in hers and held them in place, in front of her, as she pressed her sweet ass into my lap and up against my erection, gently rocking her hips back and forth, side to side.“You’re going to cause a big mess,” I whispered, “Behave.”“I can’t behave,” Chloe replied, looking back over her shoulder at me.Chloe’s ass was perfectly positioned for my cock to fit right between her butt cheeks. It was not, however, the optimum position to do much more than getting a good bump and. I love feeling the bulging veins, the rim, the stiffness that I cause. I break our kiss, kneel down and lick the tip, then the rim. I can feel my pussy getting wetter. I do it again, look up to meet your eyes and immediately take you all the way into my mouth. A loud moan escapes you. I’m stroking your cock every time I pull you out. Then dive back in. The feel of your dick along my tongue makes me want you deeper in my throat. Loving the taste of you, I push deeper again, choking myself..