As I begin to kiss and lick your skin, my hips gradually descend until I reach my target.“Fuck,” you murmur as my wetness meets your hardness.“A...l in good time,” I whisper, nipping your earlobe with my teeth.You wrap your arms around my back, pulling me down so that our bodies are touching, even though I am still supporting myself with my arms. My tongue slips between your lips, exploring the warmth of your mouth at the same time as I rub my clit all over your dick, coating you in my juices. It. The second strap around my shaved head is the special elasticated, skin-coloured one, that keeps the snout in place. He?s experimented with various pig masks, from specially moulded complete ones, which pull over your head and cover it completely, to tiny little stick-on snouts that go over your nose. This is somewhere in between. It's quite long and prominent, and does it's job of changing my face into something like that of a pig's perfectly.But it doesn't cover or get in the way of my mouth. He had been caught half-dressed with a half-naked girl in the toilets at school and was almost expelled. Claire had saved him.“But Daddy told us you slept in his room and in his bed!” stated Mary.“I wonder how Daddy knew that? I didn’t tell him, and I’m sure John didn’t. Daddy made that up, Mary. That said, he’s absolutely right, I did.”“There!” triumphed Mary. “You convicted yourself!”Claire sighed with exaggerated resignation. “You really are a stupid girl sometimes Mary! I note that, not for. The Chief from the Guard Station in Ludington was right. I might be short but I'm curvy ... very curvy ... and getting curvier.Nice, polite people called it 'entering into your mothers estate'. Monty Python's The Holy Grail called it 'Huge ... tracts of land!' as the king cupped his hands in front of his chest. Along with tits and a butt, I grew into my face.The facial baby fat cheeks migrated to the other side and down about hip high ... and bubbled. My frizzy hair settled with being a glowing.