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“Let me guess,” said Michelle sarcastically, “the first rule 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 only reason I’m telling you any of this, is that you’re the newest member of the club.” Michelle started to connect the dots as she looked at Julie's face, realising now that it had all been an act between her mother and Julie anal about not knowing each other, and then she got to wonder about how much of what happened was pre planned. Before she could speak however, Julie read her like a book and continued. "Your mother phoned me before you and your Dad arrived, and she told me she was sending Chico over with you, and asked me to look after him for petite her. She also asked to see if you were similarly inclined, and having witnessed your actions in the kitchen, I knew you were. When the rest of the women at the club saw the latest video 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 performance on the patio with Chico had been seen by the many women of the DS Club, trying to guess which of her mother's friends and neighbours were also in the group. "So if you have known my mother for that long, there must be some juicy tales you can tell me about her past," Michelle asked, feeling herself get wet at the thought of her prim and proper Mother’s brazen acts of debauchery. “When she married your father,” Julie reminisced, “I couldn’t attend the wedding, but did attend the hen party the week before, and that was a wild night, a very wild couple of nights indeed." Julie smiled at seeing her young friend squirm in her chair, simultaneously desiring the gory details of the story, while wishing she did not know this seedy side of her mother’s personal life. "Please tell me, please tell me," said Michelle begged in a voice like a child at Christmas, demanding she be allowed to open her presents early, excited about be able to learn something about her mother's kinky past. "OK," said Julie, deliberately drawing out the anticipation, "but before I tell the story, there are some rules to which you must agree." Michelle eagerly nodded her head in response. Julie went on, “first, you don’t breath a word to anyone who is not named in the story." “Cross my heart,” Michelle quickly replied, tracing an “X” over her left breast, her nipples clearly visible through her thin top. “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 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 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 teen 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 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 shaved 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 drawer, but now it was gone. 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, skinny 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 amateur her dog dildo sitting on Julie's kitchen table above the message, 'Looking for something? I have wanted you ever since. “Many faced the challenge; one particularly eager victim stands out in my memory, although I probably never knew her name. At home Kim was beyond fuming, she was being ignored, all of her instructions, warnings and admonitions were for naught, she was being totally ignored, she did something she, perhaps should not have done, she poured her a glass of Madeira. “Oh, I’m not good at any of that.” Angela sighed, adopting a posh accent that sounded strikingly like Lucilla’s, “And besides, the esteemed daughter of divinity need not shaved burden herself with the concerns of lowly subjects, especially those from lesser gods.” Angela smirked evilly from Diamond’s lips, then rested her head into her arms. “The fucking is mainly crotch shots of her with various men and one woman with a strap-on,” Lacy said, closing the computer, “I’ll give teen you copies of the video so you can look at it later, but we weren’t able to get anything of value off of it.” "What do you want Tori?" "Nope, serious as a heart attack. Her expression is expectant and eager, and I can’t help but laugh. Sophie was laid on her bed in her underwear, I don’t remember ever seeing her do that before. It looks like I might get amateur a little something now too, I'm not complaining about the show, it has been amazing to watch this so far, but sometimes you want a little something yourself, anal skinny and I wanted more than a little. My cock was semi-erect and made a clear bulge in the front of my jeans. I mean… Obviously, she’s a superhero and all, but wow! Selvi was now more relaxed and was beginning to enjoy her first fuck by a man, by her husband. Dana drew on the reefer several times and petite leant back, looking up at the ceiling.