By all rights I should haveyou fully converted. Your parents wanted just that. On theother hand, I've always liked you. From early on I could seeth...t you had potential. I think that I'll let you keep yourvoice and have you become our house cow. There is nothing likefresh milk straight from the udder for one's morning cereal."Her aunt's words stunned Jen. Her parents wanted her to become acow. She had never realized.Margaret helped Jen to the kitchen. Placing a pan underneathJen's. She put her shorts right behind her head, in sight. We were still covered. She started to rub her pussy and moaned a little. I looked over and saw her hand going up and down over her pussy. I lift up the blanket and saw she had no shorts on and she was rubbing it. I told her she was a pervert. She said no, but this is. She pulled the blanket up to her neck and took her shirt off. She was there naked, laying in the back of the SUV with the hatch open. I was hard as a rock knowing she was naked. Who on earth is going to see you? Just do yourtoenails. I mean, when is the last time you went outside without shoeson...ummm, never. The only way you get better at something is by doing itover and over. I won't tell anyone and I know grandma won't either.Besides that, if it freaks you out too much you can just remove it. Not aproblem." His mom made a lot of sense lately. He didn't want his nails painted buthe really did want to master the art of painting nails. It would be forthe sake of. He got very quite, and I began to get nervous. Thinking "He may be even madder it made his dick hard!" I was sure I was screwed when he grabbed the hanging anal bead firmly with his fingers and seemed to tense up. I was looking at the wall still, and began to turn when his massive hand clasped firmly on the back of my neck. With my neck in one hand and the anal bead in the other he quickly cocked me over the edge of the dresser next to my bed. The things on the dresser were spilled left and.