Lori was a hottie tall, thin, short blonde hair, small perky tits and a tight pussy. "So who is this us I am giving a ride too" I asked. "Oh I'm sorry...this is my friend Angelina," she said with a dirty little smirk. "Angelina hi I'm Jason " I shot back. To tell you this girl was hot would be an understatement, pretty face; she was Indian with the sexist shade of brown skin and deep brown eyes. She wore a short skirt showing off her great legs and a low cut top framing a pair of large firm tits.. She should have sent him off, but something about having his bulky head between her legs only aroused her more.Setting the phone aside, Lilly used her fingers to stroke and part her lips. “You like that, Tank? Smells good?”It must have because the next thing she knew, her big mastiff was lapping at her folds. The force of his tongue made her yelp and fall back on her elbows. His tongue was massive and a little rough. It didn’t hurt though as the combination of his slobber and her arousal helped. I had a feeling fulfilling this fantasy would be quite easy in my home. As I got older it was clear to mom and dad what kind of person I was. Nearing my eighteenth birthday it was getting clearer to them that mom was also subservient to me, not just daddy. I think they encouraged it, because mom never seemed to put up a fight when I ordered her to do something for me. Daddy would just encourage me each time I did, saying things like “That’s my girl” or “You tell her Kylie”. Telling mom what to. Drawing it out, the drum and basspounding away, the crowd shouting for him to take it off, Dylan waited.Finally, he reached downwards, grabbed the hem of the skirt and yanked itup, showing the Union Jack panties.As the crowd roared their laughter, he pranced over to his guitar andstrapped it on, letting Anthony retake the stage, once more it was timefor a Jaiiiilbreak. One that ended with Dylan laying on his back,spinning about, kicking and shaking as he performed Angus Young's spasm.The crowd.