How a handsome, young, stud muffin like him just wanted me to dress him up like a girl and treat him like a whore was beyond me, but I sure was having...fun! As I felt his wet tongue thrusting into my vagina and my walls grasping it like it was a penis he found just the right spot. My legs clamped around his head and he choked on the flood of juices my release sent squirting into his mouth. “Oh you are my good little girly aren’t you? Only girls can eat pussy that good you know,” I told my little. It was September, and Sandy & Randy’s 17th birthday was coming up. Around the table that evening, Mom asked them what they would like to do for their birthday. Sandy as usual, just asked for the four of them to be able to spend the day together relaxing.But Dad spoke up, “Ah, well, I have something more for you two planned.”The two teens looked at him.“How would you like to see the Mountain Gorillas and Chimpanzees on a tour?”“Of COURSE!” the two replied.“Ah, well, it will be a few days after. Our tongues fought desperately against each other, both vying for dominance; neither willing to submit.I grabbed the back of her head, and fell back, pulling her down on top of me. She grunted at the impact, but it turned to a moan, as my hands roamed her back, and dropped to her rear. At first I thought she wasn't wearing any panties, but then I felt the thin bit of thread, and realized she was wearing a G-string.For some reason, the thought of my mother in that type of sexy underwear turned. " I chuckled and looked her over, walking towards her in all my glory. "What the fuck is so funny?" she asked. "That you call yourself professional," I answered. She tried to speak but couldn't over the offense I'd evidently spoken. I went on, "You call yourself a professional, but not many professionals would go pantiless when massaging a husband with his wife on the other table and get wet about it..." You had no business even touching there!" as she tried to justify herself. "And most.