"I had a feeling that Mom was trying to get a rise out of me with that last crack, so I decided to ignore her. "Almost as good," setting the record st...aight. "By the way, Mr. Parker would like to see one of you on Monday."My parents exchanged another look. Mr. Parker was the vice principal at the school."Why?" they said together."He seems to think I have an attitude." You've been here half a year and he's just figuring that out?" Mom sounded amazed.Dad was less amused. "What kind of attitude?". Her dad’s cock looked big, fat and angry. Tim’s may have looked a little longer and maybe harder, but the shiny purple knob made her instantly wet with the memories of how he tasted. “I wonder if Dad tastes better?” she silently asked herself.At that moment, Tim began spraying rope after rope of thick cum over the breasts of his mother and Tammy’s mouth dropped. He had already done that several times and yet he was still essentially painting her torso with his thick juice.Tim then collapsed on. I was also somewhat curious about that mirror,as well as Elysia's bedroom... not necessarily in that order. Inaddition, I thought I could use this new situation to my fulladvantage. "But after I take that look this time, then, if I stilldecide I want you to change me back, you'll have to do so without anymore complaints or arguments. Agreed?" If that's what you want me do afterwards, then I suppose it's okaywith me," replied Elysia with another of those odd smiles I'd seenplenty of lately.. One afternoon about 5 days ago, I was in my upstairs computer room watching movie clips of this girl being abused. She was tied in a basement, hands behind her back with wrists attached to the ceiling and legs tied wide apart. She had clips attached to her nipples with weights hanging from the clips. Her ankles were tied wide apart with a dildo on a pole embedded into her pussy. A large man was behind her whipping her ass with a thin flexible rod. As I watched the movie I had lifted by.