She was tall, slim, with an athletic figure and a face which would not look out of place on a catwalk, or on an advertising hoarding. She had long, da...k, wavy hair, and large dark-framed glasses, which somehow fitted her look perfectly. Bill left soon after and I got busy processing my expenses. I knew my fam ily were all out for the evening and so decided I would stay late until it was all done. It was a bit of a walk to the printers and photocopiers I needed and I noticed how the building was. "What they hell?" A male voice said from just a few feet away. "I think we caught Cassy about to screw this guy. Go Cassy! We caught 'em bare assed!" "Dickus ... calm down." A female voice chimed in. "No, they're not screwing," Tori said as we looked back at the small crowd closing in. "They're just into some kind of weird naked thing right now. It's Cassy and my cousin Bo. You can call him douche bag." "Hey douche bag, way to get go getting Cassy naked," Dickus said gleefully."Hi." I said. She is telling her adoptive father to stop recording as she is running around in a bikini. Tinsel wonders if the man might have been attracted to her as his son was.She finds one disc that is unlabeled. She pushes play and instantly sees that her adoptive father is holding the camera while, what she can only assume, his wife sucking his cock. Scott’s mother is beautiful. Treating this like a porn rather than something close to home, Tinsel gets more comfortable on the couch and starts lightly. ‘She said you have a class to get to.’ ‘Fucking ballet.’ she said, kicking her dance bag. ‘I hate ballet. But my manager says I need it, so…’ She turned around to shut the door, and I took in her body. She was an study in lines, two round, cupping buttocks neatly flowing into toned thighs and sculpted calves. Her skin was tanned and even, and glistening with athletic sweat. I glanced at the closet, which Julie had left cracked open a good two inches. I knew she was in there, sitting on the.