“Second,” Julie said, and paused dramatically, watching Michelle’s excitement and impatience clearly growing, before breaking the silence, "for the duration of the story, you will be naked with the dog dildo inside of you, but you may not cum until I give you permission." Michelle was so turned on that she shed her clothes in record time, before she realised that her dog dildo was still at home, in her bedroom. She bent to pick up her strewn clothes, so she could dress quickly and amateur run to the house, and physically jumped as Julie barked, "DID I TELL YOU THAT YOU COULD GET DRESSED?" "But… but..," stammered Michelle, holding her black yoga pants to her chest in a feeble attempt to cover her body, "I am naked and people might see me when I go back to my house." Julie nodded and smiled unsympathetically, "Then it’s best if you pov are quick about it, unless of course, you don't want to hear the story." Michelle blushed, then peeked around the doorway, scanning Julie's large back garden. She surveyed the landscape between the two cottages, planning out the fastest route that also provided the most cover, should anyone happen by. Praying that her father hadn’t come home, Michelle ran like a fleet footed deer along her strategic path, darting her head from side to side to make sure she was not seen. When she reached the door of her cottage, she didn’t even bother to listen for her father, and burst into the kitchen and up to her bedroom, taking the stairs two blowjob at a time. Her heart was pounding in her chest, as she closed her bedroom door behind her and leaned against it, taking a moment to catch her breath. She made a beeline to bedside table and pulled open the drawer, her small breasts still rising and falling rapidly, as she tried to control her breathing. “FUCK!” she yelled loudly, as she slipped her hand under the pile of panties to the back left corner of the drawer, where the dildo should have been. She started frantically tearing her underwear out of the drawer, until she was black standing amid her strewn panties, staring into an empty drawer. She was certain that the last time she used the dog dildo she had carefully hidden back in her top drawer, but now it was gone. cum In a panic, she emptied the contents of the next drawer down, adding her bras to the multi-coloured pile of undergarments on the floor, again without locating the dildo. She repeated the process with the remaining drawers, until her room looked like a bomb had hit it. Sobbing with frustration and fear, Michelle was startled by the soft buzz of the secret phone Julie had given her, beckoning to her from under her pillow. She grabbed the phone and clicked on the new message icon, and stared indignantly at the picture of her dog dildo sitting on Julie's kitchen table above the message, 'Looking for something? "Bitch!" Michelle exclaimed, and the phone buzzed again, as if it heard her. “I may be a bitch, but I am not YOUR bitch, so you will WALK back to my house SLOWLY... NOW!' Michelle looked up to the corner of her room where the camera was hidden, and resisted the urge to flip it off. She wrestled with the emotions running through her brain, her feelings for Julie, her desire to know more about the secret side of her mother, and the pure lust that Julie and Chico had unleashed inside her. As she turned toward the door, she felt the wetness between her legs, and reluctantly, yet obediently, opened the door and started the slow walk back to Julie's kitchen. About midway between the two cottages, Chico burst out of a bush and ran joyfully towards his Mistress, sniffing and poking his nose into Michelle's crotch as she walked. Every so often Chico’s tongue would dart out at Michelle's pussy, trying to lick at her juices that were collecting on her engorged labia, and she couldn’t help herself but to stop and let him have a little lick, unconcerned about who may be watching. By the time she reached Julie's cottage, Michelle was soaked, and could feel the juices running down her inner thighs. Chico was licking at her frantically, drawn to the strong smell of his young bitch in heat, and he couldn’t understand why she hadn't yet assumed the position so he could mount her. I black got scared. Just the Spanish, a couple of other regulars and Trish with one of her pals. I kind of wonder what will happen the next time I see him, I'm going back next summer to live with his family for two months. She breathed hard sucking in air trying to ease the pain. I miss Seattle. The silence in the room had taken on a more sinister nature. “No, I’ll have a word with Emily and ask her, if there isn’t I’ll make a couple of copies and stick them up myself.” You tell me who they are!” I don't think that she will ever make that mistake again. Amy watched us before deciding blowjob to drink too. “One of my friends would love to have something like this to take, he’d take them every day for his back and finally have something that works” replied John as he again felt the torn earlobe. "It's a pov perfect beach day, I guess we aren't the only cum ones thinking that." I felt so dirty cum spilling out of my pussy and cum sliding down my throat. I guess I understand.” I said, trying to buy more time to think this through. I chose to sit on a grassy bank for amateur a while and must have dozed off. His dick twitched. “Mmmmm” he grumbled. “I’m referring to you know what?” “Right!” I moaned and latched my lips on her asshole. He stop speaking. "Hey you, you didn't come today. I brushed Daddy's rippling abs and Mommy's smooth stomach. And access to get samples tested by the tech sector for a list of things. So, since the power's out, you want to play some pool. “Nope,” she said, “I’m in charge here, virgin. This made Danni take a huge gulp of air. Pushing her cock into my throat once more. His hands encountered the hem of her blouse, then he felt the silky cloth of her blouse and moving up he felt the warmness from under her breasts and when his hands were about to engulf them, Mala spoke, 'what are you doing'? It made her feel a bit uncomfortable.