Driving seemed to be a male preserve then, neither my mother or mother-in-law ever ventured behind the wheel. Straw-chewing locals emerged from their...chocolate-box cottages to observe our caribou-like migrations across the tarmac’d tundra. I guess the yokels hadn’t got the telly down their way yet. Dad was ever the independent type. He wouldn’t ask strangers for help, including water. The car was steaming like a locomotive on an impossible incline, but it was Mum, the non-driver, who had to. She couldn’t speak for a moment, the pain had been sharp, but now….the intense pleasure jarring through her nerve endings was overriding it entirely. Jerome’s body trembled from the effort of holding back, she was so hot and wet and tight. ‘Don’t hold back, jer, please, I need you….’ His hands shot out to grasp her hips and pin them against the large rock as he slammed into her. They both twisted and turned, consumed with unendurable pleasure, caught in the elemental dance of making love.. I wanted Patch to cum in my mouth so that I had spunk running throughout all of my body with human and canine spunk meeting in the middle. I needed to feel Patch in my mouth so I took his cock in to my mouth and sucked the little amount I could get in. We could see Patch's knot getting bigger which meant only one thing, he was close to cumming. I so wanted him to cum in my mouth so I told Dad to continue wanking him whilst I continued to suck his big knob. His panting got louder and some cum. No I'm not a lesbian”“We'll just see about that won't we. Here why don't you try these on” I pull out the furry cat ears from the box and place them on her head. “Aw you look adorable my own little lesbian kitten” I giggle.“But I told you I'm NOT lesbian Ximena”“Sssssh Okay okay my confused little kitty. You look so cute in those that you're making my pussy wet. Be a good little kitty and lick it for me”“I can't. I've never... I mean I don't know how”“Use your tongue little kitty” I cry.