Julie placed her script in a steeple and studied Michelle 's face as the girl stared at the delineation of her mother and the enigma woman, both naked with their asses in the air, fix for Chico to decide which one to mount.

'' Yes, one of the is your mother, '' Julie said with a smiling, `` and who do you recall the early one is ? ''

'' Ummm, '' Michelle stammered, studying the photo, `` you ? …. but how ? ... .... what ? ... ... .. where ? ... .... when ? ''

Julie threw back her head and laughed at her young companion's bewilderment, `` I have known your mother since before you were born, and we have stayed in contact over the years, as we have very similar interests."Julie continued,"a few years back, while your father was on a business tripper and you were away at college, my company had sent me to New York, so I popped up to see your Mum, and she introduced me to Marx. ''

'' So who took the delineation ? '' Michelle asked, `` Dad ? ''

Julie snorted with laughter, `` no not your Dad, he thinks he's the only individual who knows about your Mom and Marx, and that it was his idea to convince your Mom to try it. There's no gentle way to say this, but the realness is, your Mom has been fucking Canis familiaris for years. ''

"You're kidding me, right ?"asked Michelle, still in a state of jolt, thinking about her demure mother, successful attorney, and onetime President of the P.T.A.

Julie just smirked and shook her head, indicating that she was not kidding all.

'' So if Dad didn't take the motion-picture show, who did ? '' Michelle asked quizzically, still staring at her mom's bald pussycat and gap ass, and Leonard Marx's hungry tone in the picture.

'' You remember your neighbour, the widow woman, Mrs brownness, or White, I think. '' Julie said, trying to commemorate the cleaning woman's gens, but only recalling it was a coloring.

"Mrs Greene ?"Michelle yelled out in shock. `` Not snobby, old Mrs Greene, who used to walk her pair of bloodline Dalmatians around the neighbourhood with her nose so gamy in the air it looked like a shark fin ?"Michelle 's voice trailed off as she was trying to picture the old womanhood in a sexual way, `` No way ! She didn't ... did she ? ''

Julie smiled like the cat that had ate the fink as she said, `` Oh, she most certainly did. Both of them, one right after the former, although it was a closely guarded secret that only your mother and the eternal rest of us in the DS society knew. ''

'' DS lodge ? '' Michelle asked.

'' Yes, the Dog Shaggers Club, '' Julie replied with a giggle, having come up with the club name herself almost 30 days ago, `` most have been friends since college and we have shared many things over the years, from boyfriends, to firedog, to boyfriend 's dogs, and have always kept it surreptitious from the men in our respective life-time. Over time, the club has grown and decreased as appendage have come and gone, but we always remained rightful to each other. ''

"Let me judge,"said Michelle sarcastically,"the low gear convention of DS club was, ‘ you don't talk about DS Club !'” paraphrasing the famous quote from the movie Fight Club.

"Brilliant !"Julie responded in her lyrically English accent, unaware of the source of the quote,"and the alone grounds I'm telling you any of this, is that you're the fresh appendage of the club."

Michelle started to unite the superman as she looked at Julie 's face, realising now that it had all been an act between her mother and Julie about not knowing each other, and then she got to wonder about how lots of what happened was pre planned. Before she could verbalise however, Julie read her like a Koran and continued. `` Your female parent phoned me before you and your Dad arrived, and she told me she was sending Leonard Marx over with you, and asked me to take care after him for her. She also asked to see if you were similarly inclined, and having witnessed your action at law in the kitchen, I knew you were. When the rest of the women at the club saw the latest TV of you performing with Chico, they confirmed that you clearly had the fever, and that you were a natural born dog shagger. '' Michelle blushed deeply as she realised that her execution on the terrace with Chico had been seen by the many womanhood of the DS Club, trying to guess which of her mother 's protagonist and neighbours were also in the group.

'' So if you have known my female parent for that long, there must be some juicy tarradiddle you can tell me about her past, '' Michelle asked, feeling herself get wet at the thought of her prim and right Mother's brazen routine of debauchery.

"When she married your Father of the Church,"Julie reminisced,"I couldn't attend the wedding, but did attend to the hen company the week before, and that was a dotty night, a very unfounded couple of nights indeed. '' Julie smiled at seeing her Danton True Young friend squirm in her chair, simultaneously desiring the gory details of the story, while wishing she did not make out this seedy side of her mother's personal life.

'' Please tell me, please severalize me, '' said Michelle begged in a vocalization like a child at Noel, demanding she be allowed to afford her presents early, excited about be capable to find out something about her mother 's kinky past.

'' OK, '' said Julie, deliberately drawing out the prevision, `` but before I tell the news report, there are some regulation to which you must agree. ''

Michelle eagerly nodded her head in answer.

Julie went on,"first, you don't breath a parole to anyone who is not named in the account. ''

"crossbreeding my eye,"Michelle quickly replied, tracing an"X"over her left chest, her nipples clearly visible through her thin top.

"sec,"Julie said, and paused dramatically, watching Michelle's excitement and restlessness clearly growing, before breaking the secretiveness, `` 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 license. ''

Michelle was so turned on that she shed her dress in record time, before she realised that her dog dildo was still at rest home, in her bedchamber. She bent to break up up her strewn wearing apparel, so she could dress quickly and 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 inglorious yoga pants to her chest in a infirm endeavour to encompass 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 are quick about it, unless of course, you do n't desire to hear the story. ''

Michelle blushed, then peeked around the threshold, scanning Julie 's large back garden. She surveyed the landscape between the two cottages, planning out the fastest itinerary that also provided the most track, should anyone find by. Praying that her Padre hadn't come home, Michelle ran like a fleet footed deer along her strategic path, darting her point from side to side to make sure she was not seen. When she reached the door of her bungalow, she didn't even bother to mind for her Father, and burst into the kitchen and up to her bedroom, taking the stair two at a time. Her heart was pounding in her chest of drawers, as she closed her bedroom door behind her and leaned against it, taking a moment to watch her breath. She made a beeline to bedside table and pulled open the drawer, her humble breasts still rising and falling rapidly, as she tried to control her breathing."screwing !"she yelled loudly, as she slipped her bridge player under the pile of panties to the back left corner of the drawer, where the dildo should let been. She started frantically tearing her underwear out of the drawer, until she was 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 draftsman, but now it was gone. In a panic, she emptied the substance of the next draftsman down, adding her bras to the motley pile of undergarments on the level, again without locating the dildo. She repeated the process with the remaining drawers, until her way looked like a bomb had hit it.

Sobbing with frustration and veneration, Michelle was startled by the soft buzz of the hidden phone Julie had given her, beckoning to her from under her pillow. She grabbed the telephone 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 take the air back to my house SLOWLY ... NOW !'

Michelle looked up to the nook of her room where the tv camera was hidden, and resisted the urge to flip-flop it off. She wrestled with the emotions running through her mind, her feelings for Julie, her desire to have sex more about the hush-hush side of her mother, and the pure lust that Julie and Marx had loose 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 shrub and ran joyfully towards his Mistress, sniffing and poking his nose into Michelle 's genital organ as she walked. Every so often Leonard Marx's natural language would flit out at Michelle 's pussy, trying to drub at her succus that were collecting on her engorged labia, and she couldn't assist herself but to stop and let him give a minuscule punch, unconcerned about who may be watching. By the time she reached Julie 's cottage, Michelle was soaked, and could feel the succus running down her interior thigh. Chico was licking at her frantically, drawn to the hard spirit of his Brigham Young cunt in heat, and he couldn't understand why she had n't yet assumed the position so he could mount her.

Michelle tried turning the hold, but to her surprise, the doorway was now locked. The yellowish unenviable bill stuck to the door caught her eye, which simply commanded, 'the gallery .'Michelle walked around the corner and saw Julie sitting at a wrought iron patio board, sipping tea from a ticklish mainland China cup, the pot beside her steaming gently. Gone were the casual sweats & top Julie was wearing when Michelle started her nude odyssey. Julie was now dressed in a manner that Michelle had never seen before. The black leather dress seemed cast to her body and the masses of burnished sword zippers which adorned the frock, led Michelle to question, ‘ if all were undone, would the dress would simply fall to story in pieces ?'

The zipper running up the front of the dress was fully undone, giving Michelle a aspect of the promised land that lay concealed in shadows. But what really got Michelle's pulse racing were the stiletto heeled, black leather boots that rose past Julie 's genu, and stopped half way up her thigh. Michelle drank in the scene before her with a tarriance, lustful feel, and could experience the warmth between her second joint increasing, as her middle darted between the shimmering leather and the red dog dildo, which sat on the mesa beside to the steaming teapot. Smelling her increased arousal, Chico poked at Michelle with his nose, but she hastily pushed him away, her focus and attention fully captured by her leather clad neighbour.

Julie had not yet acknowledged Michelle's arrival, as she was engrossed in a Skype conversation she was having on her tab, which was propped up on its stand, with a familiar spirit looking Holy Writ that was give beside it.

‘ My DIARY ? ? ! !'Michelle silently screamed inside her head, as her heart leapt into her throat at the realisation that Julie had been reading her personal journal.

'' One minute love, she is here now, so I will speak to her about what I have found, '' Julie said to the spiritual world somebody on the other side of the internet, then turned and locked centre with Michelle with a stare that seemed to riddle to her very soul. Julie 's long fingernail slowly tapped and caressed the book, and purred with a puckish smile, `` I see you like to pen, and have quite a intense vision. '' Julie stressed the Son ‘ vivid'in a personal manner that set Michelle frantically wracking her mastermind as to which diary first appearance Julie was referring. Then it dawned on her, the night she was caught fucking Chico by her parents, and she was so pissed at Julie sneaking out spiritual world leaving her to cover with her angry parents alone. Michelle felt herself coloring from her toes to the theme of her hair, as she recalled the fiery lines she had written. Michelle opened her lip to address, but Julie raised a finger to her lips, indicating muteness.

'' Oh please, allow for me, '' Julie sarcastically offered, `` I am sure we both would like to hear this, '' as she nodded to Skype conversation still dynamic on the lozenge. Julie cleared her pharynx theatrically and read Michelle's Book aloud, ``'I would have it off to cook my neighbour Julie comic strip before me and force her to parade around naked like a worthless sporting lady. Then demand that she fingers her own slutty cunt until her fingers are slick with her juices. Then I would have a go at it her with the strap-on that K gave me, ride her like a beef, slapping that firm white ass until she begged for mercy. ''

'' Should I go on ? '' Julie inquired with a one-half smile, as Michelle attempted to stammer out a answer, before Julie again held her fingers to her sass, `` stillness fry, I'm dying to receive out if I might enjoy being a worthless cyprian. ''

Julie closed the journal and smiled sweetly at Michelle, before pressing the photographic camera direction icon clitoris on the tablet. `` What I have just done, '' Julie explained with another disgusting smile, `` is enable the forward facing camera, so you should probably smile because you are now broadcasting, and I'm sure you're wondering to who, or rather to whom ? '' Julie laughed quietly at her own epigram, before continuing, `` It's good that your faithful pup Chico has followed you, as it saves me calling him or you using the dog dildo, '' pointing to the bombastic angry red rubber dog cock sitting on the table.

Julie 's vocalisation suddenly hardened, her words cracking like the sting of a lash, `` Now Cy Young dame, you have a selection. You will perform with Chico, and if it 's good, then the just one who will see this broadcast is the individual at the other end of this conversation. If it's trumpery however, half-hearted in any way, then I will stream this little vignette to the net and let the viewing public adjudicate your ultimate fate. ''

'' You ca n't ! '' Michelle demanded in one final fusillade of rebelliousness, `` if I refuse to comply, all you will have is a boring video recording of a me standing here naked, which is no biggie, '' as she folded her arms under her pert breast and stared back boldly, with what she hoped was an equally tempered tone.

Julie threw her head back and roared with laughter and then glanced at the tv camera and said, `` my, my, my, your girl has spirit. '' She turned to Michelle and added, `` who said anything about ‘ this ’,"waving her hand around the veranda,"I was referring to your performance with Chico on your patio yesterday, and before you ask, yes the video is locked and loaded, so if I do n't dawn the deletion codification, it will be released to the internet automatically in ..., '' glancing at the Tag Heuer on her wrist, `` 58 minute of arc exactly. ''

As Michelle listened to her options with horror, she realised she was trapped, and in a classic ‘ damned if she did, and damned if she didn't'situation. She slowly sunk to her knee joint and looked up at Julie with a vacate look on her brass. Fully mindful that she was now on photographic camera, Michelle assumed the position, dropping her shoulder joint to the deck, and putting her ass high into the air. Despite the dread situation, she knew in her pith that Julie would never deliberately offend her, but whether she would shame her seemed to be an entirely dissimilar query.

The air was warm and Leonard Marx could smell the excitement emanating from Michelle 's puss and as if sensing the palpable tension he tentatively stuck out his jolting clapper and took a long punch of Michelle 's kitty-cat. The flashy moan of joy that escaped Michelle's lips at finally having contact on her aching vagina told him everything he needed to live, and Leonard Marx started to thrash his young kick in earnest causing Michelle to pant with pleasure. Never one to do anything half-assed Michelle decided that if she was going to be exposed as a dog slut then she would be the best damned dog slut on the internet, and she looked directly into the television camera and moaned `` oh yes Chico ... lick my cunt ... your tongue tactile property sooooooo good. ''

Julie smiled encouragingly at Michelle and then glanced at the sieve, to see the grammatical construction on the woman's side who was watching the natural action on the other end. As the legal age of the blind was filled with the ikon of Michelle pushing herself against Marx's probing clapper, Julie could tell by the look of sheer bliss on Skype partner's boldness, that she was excited by what she was seeing. While the small-scale insert of her Guest's figure only showed her head and shoulder joint, by the position and crusade of her weapons system, it was plain that her hand was down between her leg, pleasuring herself as she watched Michelle being licked by Leonard Marx. Julie glanced back at the action on the veranda and could see that Chico was now visibly aroused, his red tool hanging from its sheath and dripping watery precum. `` Mitchie, I think your dog needs care, '' Julie sang to Michelle, while nodding towards Chico. Michelle turned her head to see his dripping cock, and crawled under him, taking him into her mouth and carefully sucking the veiny red putz, swallowing the copious amount of money of watery fluid that flowed into her mouth. Looking back at the lozenge, the woman on screen had given up any pretence of modesty, and had placed her groundwork up on the desk, slowly fucking herself with a dog dildo that was very standardised to the one that sat on the table next to Julie.

Chico broke loose of Michelle 's mouth and started to trip the light fantastic toe behind her, trying to get into location to mount his bitch. Michelle steadied herself on her forearms and pushed her ass up in the air, knowing that the photographic camera would be getting a full view of her wet and open pussy inviting Chico to fill it with his throbbing dog prick. In a totally piddle display she reached between her legs and pulled her pussy mouth further apart and moaned, `` mount me Marx ... fuck my psyche out ... lease me like a dog slut I was born to be. '' As if he understood English Chico leapt onto Michelle 's back and jabbed wildly at her with his wild red dick. When he finally found his mark he buried his putz fully inside her with a single violent thrust causing the air to burst forth from Michelle 's lungs with a whoosh.

Michelle struggled to catch her breath, as Julie 's previous words to her Skype mate reran through her brainpower like a bombshell ... 'your lady friend has spirit ... YOUR missy has spirit .'

Finally realising who was watching this private Skype flow, Michelle moaned a unity one word, as Chico's knot slid inside her, `` Mom ? ''

Julie 's laughter tinkled through the air as Michelle rocked back against Chico, moaning in consummate ecstasy as Leonard Marx fucked her to her low gear orgasm. `` Looks like you have been rumbled, Sarah, '' Julie smiled at the pad, as she watched her aliveness long friend and co-conspirator bring herself to a flood tide almost simultaneously with her girl.

A little while later Chico disengaged himself from Michelle with a plop and a river of cum flowed out of her battered pussy. Exhausted and in a state of stake orgasmic bliss Michelle crawled to Julie 's feet, laying her head in the erstwhile woman's lap which enabled her to see the screen. Leonard Marx's head was cradled in Michelle's lap and every so often he would turn and take a tenacious biff at her kitty making her squeal with pleasance.

'' Do n't you need to defuse that web bomb thing ? '' Michelle asked in a sleepyheaded vox a picayune anxiously now the reality of being splattered all over the internet started to sink in. To her surprise the fit of laugh that she heard in response was actually coming from her mother on the screen.

'' You are a bad woman, Julie Cookie, pulling that old trick on her, '' Sarah said smiling, before saying to Michelle, `` there is no net turkey, silly girl. When she tricked me there was no photographic film in the photographic camera, I guess she modified the threat for modern technology. '' Julie smiled at them both as Sarah continued to address her daughter, `` Julie, bless her heart, agreed to help me get you involved with Leonard Marx, and I suggested she use the same estimate she did with me all those years ago. ''

'' I should induce videoed you both, '' Julie laughed, `` would have made a fortune off your episode on your hen dark in Mexico, Sarah, how many was it again ? ''

'' Hush woman, '' Sarah laughed, `` not like you were shy in coming forward, I seem to remember, but we do n't need to talk about it. ''

'' Oh but we do, '' Julie smiled, `` after all, I promised Mitchie here a story and since she kept up her end of the deal, a story she shall hold. ''

Sarah blushed deeply down to her roots, and her daughter wiggled in delight, as Julie began recounting the narrative from almost three decades prior, `` Once upon a time, a long long sentence ago, in a land called Mexico, there were these two funfair maidens… ''