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Neighbours part four "What do you look like!" is the first thing my father says when I get in. Oops. Apparently I haven't managed to behave very well after all. “Hello too, Dad..” I say irritated, after which I give my mother a kiss on her cheek. With the same lips that were on the neighbor's cock less than an hour ago. My mother laughs and my father tells him not to be so mean, and she asks if I had a nice day. I blush deeply and my mother sees this, but fortunately she doesn't say anything. Normally I enjoy having dinner with my parents. But not today. I was so close... And the naughty messages from the neighbor describing how he wanted to<b> fuck </font></b>me on the kitchen table didn't exactly help. Soon we are turning each other on via chat, and I have to be careful not to moan at some of his messages while I notice that I am getting wet again. "Darling? Is there anything you want to tell me?” I start and notice that we are at a gas station. My father went to get gas, and apparently my mother asked me something. “Tell me honestly... You weren't alone when we called, were you..” I blush deeply and do my best to deny it, but all I manage to do is make my mother laugh. “Now I also understand why your hair looks like that.." she giggles, and I feel myself sink to the ground with shame when she says that a boy was probably holding my hair... She continues like this for a while, and eventually I give in that I was doing some 'extra gymnastics', but I carefully conceal who. “... can't even give decent change..” my father gets into the car, grumbling. “Honey, we're going to McDonalds, via the McDrive,” my mother says, and my father looks at her as if she has pricked him with a needle. I turn as red as a tomato with embarrassment when my mother simply explains that I apparently had other plans this evening. He still objects a bit, but when she whispers something in his ear and puts his hand (I hope) on his thigh, his arguments disappear like snow in the sun. Sigh. I knew my parents were quite modern, but this is just too embarrassing. Especially when my father says that I should let my lover know that we have the house to ourselves this night and the next day. I do indeed pretend that I am sending someone a message, but a plan is already forming in my head... Half an hour later I stand in front of the mirror in my room and remember with horror how my parents wished me a lot of fun and said they didn't want any complaints from the neighbors. They should know. My mobile phone vibrates. Damn. My neighbor sends a picture of his cock, and then a video of him jerking off. Shit. That is not the intention. I quickly send him a message telling him not to squirt, because from now on I want his seed. I surprise myself with it, because I sound like a cheap horny slut. Well, I'm not cheap, but I'm certainly horny! I take off my dress and look at myself. The black set is indeed sexy, but I decide to take it off anyway. Instead I opt for a red and black lace body with open crotch and suspenders, and fishnet stockings. I also take my ankle-high boots with stiletto heels out of the closet. Then I put on my bright red lipstick and pay some attention to the rest of my makeup. I put on my boots and look in the mirror. Damn, I look hot. After thinking for a moment, I put on a long raincoat and walk out the door. And call him... |
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