One of the guys pushed me down on to one of the kitchen chairs. Mom and Dad were shoved toward the sofa.The tallest of the three walked toward Cara, r...aching out and cupped one of her breasts. She moved back, startled. He moved ahead, grabbed and held her with his other hand and then grabbed her breast, squeezing it harshly. Cara screamed and he slapped her. "Scream like that again and you'll be really sorry," he said."Leave my daughter alone. Whatever you want, do it to me," my mother. "From the nice time with Des I walked into the shitstorm called Rita.Mom grabbed me as I came in and dragged me into the kitchen, "Oh boy what a time! I didn't know my own daughter could be so bitchy. She just doesn't believe that you're in charge. You should have heard her! She knows, I mean knows, I just don't want to give her money for school!" One look at mom's face and I could tell the argument had really hurt her."Mom, you know I'm not going to budge on the sex thing, you got any ideas on. .. This was too much. I wanted to melt away. I could see it in mother's eyes. She wanted to see what my sister was sending me.“Do I need to talk to her about what's proper?” Mother asked.“No, no, Minako is just over-reacting,” I said. My phone chirped again.“Okay,” she said slowly. Then she opened the car door.I bolted out of the car. My body shivered. My pussy was so wet. My sister had sent me three more pictures. I wanted to look at them. But mother was right there. My pussy itched. I had to. Still French kissing me, I felt his finger push inside me, knew too that I was wet, very wet. He pulled his mouth away from mine, smiled.“I knew you were a dirty slut when you walked in here, now you’re going to get what you need, and want.”He bent his head and took one of my nipples into his mouth, he wasn’t gentle, he bit down, and I felt a mixture of pain, but excitement as well. His fingers were never still, two inside me, his thumb on my clit, rubbing hard circles, exciting it. It as.