She was truly a sight to behold sitting there in her short pleated skirt and knee-high boots. Her black leather jacket was open just enough to allow a...glimpse of the black and white striped blouse that was tight across her full chest under it.I waited until most of the audience had gone before I emerged from my puppeteer's hole and lit a cigarette. I was depressed that the pretty female had also departed but my smile returned when she approached carrying two large cups of Coke and offered one. And yet, every morning when she woke up and walked to the entrance of her cave, she felt joy in every beat of her heart as the fresh morning air filled her lungs. The birds chirped as though they were talking to her — for birds did not discriminate — the rays of sunlight leaked through the roof of leaves and the morning dew glistened on the grass blades and bushes. The first order of the day was to always groom her hair and her tail. Her long and straight chestnut hair was kept in an orderly. The experience had felt so wonderful, but thosesame feeling I had that morning returned as things became uncomfortablefor me down there. I know once I was home and had some privacy I wouldonce again need that towel. Dad drove us home and we drove up to the house I saw Brian waiting onour porch for us to get home. I cautiously walked up to the front door."Hi Brian," I said quietly and looked at the ground. I began thinkingabout apologizing to my best friend about the long time lye, but he. She was hitting my body with her leg, but I kept my hand on top of her pants and pressed her cunt part in a passionate way.I opened the button of her pants and slowly removed the pant. She was saying, “No..Ani.. No Ani..Don’t do it.”I just showed her a wicked smile and was kissing her legs and rolling my hands on her panty. I kept my hand inside her panty and felt her cunt on my hands. Then I took my hands out, kissed it, and felt the aroma of her cunt.Then I took my hand towards her mouth and.