She paused as she picked up the dog dildo; still wondering how it got there, then stuffed it into the bag giggling to herself. The she bounced downstairs dressed in favourite sweatshirt and tight yoga pants with the rucksack over her shoulder. As she caught Julie's eye and the slight frown she wore, Michelle altered her demeanour to dutiful daughter mode as she blowjob heard Julie say, “of course Mr & Mrs Lynch I will be more than happy to look after your daughter for the evening to allow you to take advantage of this wonderful opportunity before Mrs Lynch has to return to America and Michelle will be good company while my husband is away.” “Please call me Sarah, “ Michelle’s mother replied, “and you are so kind stepping into the breach at the last moment.” Then turning to Michelle said, “Mrs Smith, I mean Julie, will look after you this evening dear as your father has just been sent two tickets to see the Russian State ballet performing Swan Lake this evening and the tickets are like gold dust.” “I have made up my spare room,” purred Julie’ “so you can enjoy your evening happy in the knowledge that she will be returned safe & sound in the morning,” Julie paused before continuing, “ Oh but what about Chico?” “He will be fine,” Michelle’s mother replied quickly, “no need to worry about him.” Michelle walked across the lawns from one house to the other still in shock and awe before turning to Julie and saying, “how the hell did you manage that?” Julie just laughed throatily before saying, “your mom loves the ballet and she got two tickets out of the blue that were accidentally delivered to my address hence I had to deliver them to her and offer to chaperone you.” Michelle stared at Julie as she went on, “oh and by the way when using a dog dildo you really should take the knot, it feels so much better.” Michelle's jaw dropped as she stammered, “have you been spying on me?” “That's not the half of it love,” Julie laughed, “Now dump your stuff in young the spare room we have a show to watch later but for now dinner.” Over dinner the two women chatted though Michelle was conscious that she revealed far more than Julie. The topics ranged from Michelle's work plans after returning to America through to travelling the world. Michelle was spell bound as Julie described some of the wonderful places she had been ranging from the Taj Mahal in India to the wild bush of South Africa. Julie didn't mention much of life before her husband but clearly it was her second marriage and there was a significant other before that. As they finished the bottle of wine Michelle began to relax and saw how Julie's eyes glittered with interest when Michelle mentioned her ex-roomie was a lesbian. Julie's eyes glowed with fire when Michelle described how her roomie would often fuck her with a strap on. “So you like pussy as well as cock then?” Julie said then laughed as Michelle nodded and blushed. “Nothing wrong with that,” Julie said, “after all I lived with a lesbian for two years before my first husband, so I enjoy pussy as well. Might even enjoy yours later.” Michelle felt her face and neck redden as she started to get wet at the thought of Julie between her thighs. The subject of Chico had not been mentioned but once the dishes had been cleared away and both women sat curled on either end of a big sofa with a large glass of Baileys each, Julie fixed Michelle with a stare and said, “Chico.” Michelle flushed as Julie went on, “so how long has he been fucking you?” “That was the first time,” Michelle stammered. “Really,” Julie said quizzically as she raised an eyebrow, “wonder who his teacher was,” and then went on, “and whose idea was it for you to bring Chico over?” Michelle thought for a moment, “it was Dad’s” she replied. “And how did your Mom take the idea?” Julie asked. “She cumshot babe was pissed at first then seemed resigned after a few days,” Michelle replied not sure where Julie was going with the questions. “Explains a lot,” Julie said half to herself, “come join me in the cinema room.” Michelle followed Julie admiring her ass in the light cotton trousers that clung to her in all the right places. Michelle was sure she wasn't wearing any underwear and started to think again of Julie’s comments about tasting her pussy and wondered what hers would taste like. Julie laughed over her shoulder, “stop panting dear it gives your lustful thoughts away and in answer to your unasked question I hate wearing underwear. Now we are here, take a seat.” Julie waved to the small room with half a dozen comfortable teen chairs round a large wall amateur screen that flickered into life. The screen was split into nine screens and Michelle realised it was the inside of her home. As she watched the front door opened and her Mother & Father walked in and from the speakers Michelle could hear her mother humming one of the songs from Swan Lake. Julie flicked s switch on the remote and the nine screens became one showing the scene in high definition. “That was wonderful,” Michelle’s mother cooed, “and we have the house to ourselves for the night so no more sneaking around.” “Indeed,” said Michelle's father as he reached round and scooped one of his wife’s breasts from her low cut evening gown running a thumb over her hardening nipple. “Are we going to watch my Mom & Dad at it?” Michelle asked a little breathlessly as she watched the screen. “I wanna be...” she leaned closer, almost whispering “kidnapped.” It has been a very long amount of young time since we brought the full power of the collective to bear. It was in a precarious position. Yet neither said those magic words yet, but both still felt it in their hearts. I smiled to myself. "Three." blowjob “What did you need?” she teased. Alex laughed. Boy if you find a woman with that name you're lucky. Our measure of time is really just the measurement of the earth rotating on its axis and revolving around the sun. Her chin flew up, eyes wide open with sorrow and looked at her beloved Master. I was wearing a thin halter top, without a bra and I knew Mike liked to look at my titties. Again, some women wear the men’s version, though on a amateur woman, the man’s choker pendant looks very much like cumshot a dog– or slave– collar. They were my naked girls. Now I lost the opportunity. “Long enough.” He answered simply, with a threatening voice. I hungered for it. Washington I would let him know we were still just chatting etc. Gary let me know he thought about me and my large cock alot, and that he thought about me alot when he hooked up with the guy he was seeing. Her arm shot out, and she grabbed my daughter's babe hand. “Get over it Dan. “If you straighten your legs now you’ll have problems with your plate of food.” “Thank god you’re my opponent” I teen said out loud and then immediately took a shot. My pussy undulated around that thick cock buried in me. I gripped it. I kept moaning in pleasure to encourage to continue as I realized the damn mercenary was dead.