"Should I go on?" Julie inquired with a half smile, as Michelle attempted to stammer out a reply, before Julie again held her fingers to her lips, "Hush child, I’m dying to find out if I might enjoy being a worthless whore." Julie closed the diary and smiled sweetly at Michelle, before pressing the camera direction icon button on the tablet. "What I have just done," Julie explained with another wicked 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 quip, 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 large angry red rubber dog cock sitting on the table. Julie's voice suddenly hardened, her words cracking like the sting of a whip, "Now young lady, you have a choice. You will perform with Chico, and if it's good, then the only one who will see this broadcast is the person at the other end of this conversation. If it’s rubbish however, half-hearted in any way, then I will stream this little vignette to the internet and let the viewing public decide your ultimate fate." "You can't!" Michelle demanded in one final burst of defiance, "if I refuse to comply, all you will have is a boring video of a me standing here naked, which is no biggie," as she folded her arms under her pert breasts and stared back boldly, with what she softcore hoped was an equally hardened look. Julie threw her head back and roared with laughter and then glanced at the 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 don't click the deletion code, it will be released to the internet automatically in... ," glancing at the Tag Heuer on her wrist, "58 minutes 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 knees and looked up at Julie with a resigned look on her face. Fully aware that she was now on camera, Michelle assumed the position, dropping her shoulders to the deck, and putting her ass high into the air. Despite the dire situation, she knew in her heart that Julie would never deliberately hurt her, but whether she would shame her seemed to be an entirely different question. The air was warm and Chico could smell butt the excitement emanating from Michelle's indian pussy and as if sensing the palpable tension he tentatively stuck out his rough tongue and took a long lick of Michelle's pussy. The loud groan of pleasure that escaped Michelle’s lips at finally having contact on her aching vagina told him everything he needed to know, and Chico started to lick his young bitch 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 camera and moaned "oh yes Chico... lick my cunt... your tongue feels sooooooo good." Julie smiled encouragingly at Michelle and then glanced at the screen, to see the expression on the woman’s face who was watching the action on the other end. As the majority of the screen was filled with the images of Michelle pushing herself against Chico’s probing tongue, Julie could tell by the look of sheer bliss on Skype partner’s face, that she was excited by what she was seeing. While the small insert of her guest’s image only showed her head and shoulders, by the position and movements of her arms, it was evident that her hand was down between her legs, pleasuring herself as she watched Michelle being licked by Chico. Julie glanced back at the action on the veranda and could see that Chico was now visibly aroused, his red cock hanging from its sheath and dripping watery precum. "Mitchie, I think your dog needs attention," 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 cock, swallowing girls the copious amounts of watery fluid that flowed into her mouth. Looking back at the tablet, the woman on screen had given up any pretence of modesty, and had placed her feet up on the desk, slowly fucking herself with a dog dildo that was very similar to the one that sat on the table next to Julie. Chico broke free of Michelle's mouth and started to erotic dance behind her, trying to get into position to mount his bitch. Michelle steadied herself on her forearms and pushed her ass up in the air, knowing that the camera would be getting a full view of her wet and open pussy inviting Chico to fill it with his throbbing dog cock. In a totally wanton display she reached between her legs and pulled her pussy lips further apart and moaned, "mount me Chico... fuck my brains out... take me like a dog slut I was born to be." Apparently she had invited all her classmates to fuck her. Mother seized my arm and dragged me to her. 9:48 MISSED CALL I looked at his erect cock and put it my mouth. I groaned deep as girls the familiar feeling arose in my loins indian as I sensed my own upcoming orgasm. Thinking the time was right, I grasped the waistband of her panties and began to tug them down but Cynthia grabbed my hand and complained "No! Don't take off my panties!" He started with the closest rink. John broke the silence by chuckling loudly. Truthfully, I liked this one better. I saw Jenna getting a glass of orange juice from the kitchen fridge in the corner of my eye. “Sorry, Alex, I bet your family is far less crude around the breakfast butt table.” “They’ll look at you and see a beautiful woman. It's a rule here that first year students have erotic to live on softcore campus, so even though I'm a junior, I'm still technically a first-year. As he shut the door behind us, he told me to get on my knees were all sissy brides should be.