..” she meows, hands moving to stroke his hair.Brock knows he is performing right once he feels her. He slides his hand under her ass, raising her p...ssy up for easier access. His tongue dives into her folds, carving a path between them, gathering the juices he craves which have begun to flow like a spring from rock. The boy sucks her swelling folds into his mouth, running his tongue up and down between them, teasing her. Bolts of pleasure shoot through the catgirl’s body. She mewls, smiling. If. I pushed her pants down and then her panties. Katelyn stepped out of them both and kicked them to the side. I now could move both hands down over her lower stomach and dip down between her legs. I used my feet to pull her legs apart until she had her feet about two feet apart which gave me clear access to her entire pussy. I teased her by moving my hands up between her legs until at the last moment I would pull them away and bypass her slit and clit. After several times moving past I could hear. I said. My cock was a pulsing mass of lust and confusion with the warmth of my mother's hand at its base. Without a moments hesitation I felt her hand let go of my upper thigh and slip down under the waistband of my shorts to grab my rigid cock."Of fuck". was all I could manage to get out."Of fuck is right." She said.Her hand ran up and down my cock and pulled my waistband down as it did, setting my cock free to the air and sight of all who could see. Within moments her head was down on my. He hadn’t actually seen it yet. I had no idea what was about to happen. Maybe nothing, maybe he’d just help me get dressed in my clothes and I’d go up and pay for the items and I’d be on my way.As the kilt fell away, I found myself standing there in nothing but socks and flashes in front of a man who I hardly knew, on his knees staring at my now hard cock. He looked up at me, and then started telling me a story.A story about how when the men used to return from battle, “and their wives would.