I kept kneading both her breasts and she was shaking her head from side to side and biting her lips out of sheer excitement and pleasure. I then reach...ed my hand down and rubbed her thighs and gently moved my hands between her legs. She parted her legs and allowed me to touch her pussy over her petticoat. I felt a strong wetness and realised that she was not wearing any panties. I moved my hand to her waist, reached to the thread tying her petticoat to her waist. I yanked on the thread and it. I then spent some time soaping my slit, running my fingers between my lips as I sat on the edge of the bath, the shower's pathetic spray washing away the soap.As I felt the slickness of the soap being replaced by my own slippery wetness I picked up my hairbrush, washed it carefully then started centimetre by centimetre to push the handle inside me. I stopped when the plastic bristles hit my clit, causing me to jump as the sensation rushed through me.Then began my favourite part, legs wide apart. “Taking the new name a little too literally this morning aren’t you?”Danny came up behind her. “What the hell, the tail and the ears are actually moving.”“Watch your language young man” Mr O’Keeffe said. He looked at his daughter and raised an eyebrow.Kitten giggled, “It’s just a costume. They are animated nano-prosthetics, really expensive. I picked it out, but Master wanted me to wear it today.”“Well, okay then.” Mr O’Keeffe said.While they were eating breakfast Danny said. “Val will be. She needed it. Her tongue worked on the swollen head and she pumped the shaft. ‘Ohhhhhhh!!!’ Ryan screamed and lifted his hips from the seat. He grabbed her head and forced it down almost brutally onto his shaft. But she successfully resisted taking it into her throat again. Suddenly his balls began to pump his sperm up the shaft. The thick cream exploded into Cindy’s mouth with such force that she choked momentarily. Ryan was oblivious as he held her mouth prisoner to his spewing shaft. Not.