It was from her neighbour Julie and read 'nice show! this may be of interest.' Michelle blushed and squirmed knowing that Julie had just seen her orgasm on the cameras she had set up previously. She clicked play on the audio file attachment, and had to keep the sound low, but clearly heard it was her Mum and Dad discussing the previous events, where they had come in and found Michelle with Chico. "Guess we only have ourselves to blame," said Sarah, Michelle's softcore mom, "after all Chico is used to having a bitch ready for him all times." "True." said John, Michelle’s dad, " guess Chico was doing what came naturally and Mitchie was just following family traditions." "So'" said Michelle's mom, "I think it would be best for Chico if I .............” Before Michelle could hear the rest of the message, she heard her bedroom door opening, and quickly rolled onto her tummy, as she clicked off the file and stuffed the phone under herself. She heard her dad draw in his breath sharply, as he surveyed Michelle's naked back and ass, and Michelle wondered if her father was getting hard in his chinos. It took every drop of her willpower not to turn over and let him feast his eyes on the rest of her young body. Just as she almost plucked up the nerve to do, so she heard the bedroom door close again. "Mitchie!" shouted her father from the other side of the door, "how long are you going to be, or do I have to come in there and drag you out?" "Just coming dad," Mitchie yelled back, as she leapt up, and gave herself one last quick rub, while lewdly thrusting her hips in the direction of the door. She pulled up her panties, and while wet reaching for her bra, she giggled softly and decided to Solo leave it off. She pulled on a tight tee shirt, which moulded itself to her pert, young breasts, her nipples straining against the thin material. Finally she shimmied into a pair of denim shorts, which were frayed at the bottom, and barely covered her firm ass cheeks. While pulling her shower hair into a ponytail, she flung open the door quickly, and stared at her father, who was standing curiously close to the doorway. There was no doubt that her indian father was hard, as Michelle could clearly see the bulge forming a tent in his pants. Resisting the urge to reach out and caress it, Michelle instead smiled at her dad teasingly, turned sideways, and squeezed past him, making sure her ass brushed against his trouser front. Michelle's happy mood came to an abrupt halt though, as she entered the kitchen and saw her mom's stern face, and her heart sank when her mom said, "It's about Chico and going back to America." Michelle couldn't decide whether to beg her parents to allow him to stay, or to throw the flash drive on the table and threaten them if they didn't let her keep her beloved pet, and new lover. As she bit her lip and trembled, she recalled Julie's words as she had pressed the flash drive into Michelle’s hand the night before, “always play your cards last, and only play the ones you have to.” Her mother went on, "Your father and I have decided that Chico should stay here, and perhaps it would be best if I moved over here for the rest of the summer, so we can be together as a family." The rest of her words blurred into nothing, as all Michelle could think amateur of was, “Chico is staying! Chico is staying!” Her mother snapped her fingers in front of Michelle's face, "wake up dear," before continuing, "so as I said, I will need to go back home for four weeks, after which I will be attached to our London office, so I can work from here until we can all return to America as a family at the end of the summer.” Two days later, things had returned to a semi-normal status in the Lynch household. Michelle's mom had returned to America, but her dad still watched her like a hawk, not letting her and Chico be alone together, but not saying anything. To make matters worse, he had begun working from home, which curbed Michelle’s freedom even more. I groaned as her tongue thrust into my mouth. BROCK “Oh, no,” I said. The two of them walked quickly back towards the lobby, smoothing and adjusting their clothes. “That has to be the paragon,” Kora said beside wet me, Solo her voice tight. I heard her sigh and several times I sensed her physically relax as my movements became increasingly stronger. Who wouldn't? I saw Paige laying down over our father’s stomach and chest, clearly out cold, with our Dad’s dick deep in her pussy. I had just experienced my first man made orgasm. “Mmm, you want to slide this in me, don't you?” "Here, try this." “That punk is so toast,” Charlie smirked. When I was ready it was already 6:45 pm. “I know what will cheer you up!” Carter said, unbuckling his belt. I could pay for and apply for a name change, and apply to have my birth certificate changed. We all exchanged numbers and they called me a cab and even paid for it. “What's that look about?” I asked, grinning at her. “We indian should worry about what she does for my libido later, just buy that and let's go home.” Lisa bought the test from the gray haired, tired old grandma who looked like she hated us for not having face full of amateur wrinkles, she treated us as if we were the Devils' own spawn. I had the fans on max and the smell was getting better. Her tits were amazing, her skin smooth and tan, and her hair as scruffy as always. Momo came downstairs and stretched, groaning in joy at the feel of fresh air against her bare skin. “What's up with that gleam.” David quickly removed his member and Savannah turned over in time to vomit a combination of her dinner and David’s load. I tried to protest but shower all that came out was a whimper. “Honey I need to be fucked like this every day, cum keeps me young.” She almost dared to let her hand stray towards it when suddenly a little yelp of surprise was wrenched from her as he seized her by the waist softcore and hoisted her up to sit on the edge of the table. I couldn’t believe how firm and heavy they felt in my hands.