Romp/Finger Yourself/Toddler/Dad/Wayne/Smith
You barely have time to get back in the playroom before Mrs Smith gets back. "Get your lazy ass upstairs and don't come down until I say so," she yells at Wayne. Lunch is sandwiches from a shop and you all sit at the table to eat. Mrs Smith gets you water to drink and sits down on one of the soft-play cushions. You can tell she has been to the pub.
When you've finished, Mike gets a bag for the rubbish. "Playtime," Mrs Smith announces. Mike and Tommy know what this means and they both get undressed. Mike's cock is stiff, but Tommy's is soft and hanging down. "And you two," she says to you and Katie.
Mrs Smith pulls her skirt up and spreads her legs, revealing her big cunt. "Come on Mike," she says and mike gets between her legs and slips his hand right up inside her. "Good boy," she says and beckons you nearer. Mikes whole hand and half his arm is inside her. "Go on Tommy, you're just the right size for that little tart," she says.
Katie giggles and falls on her back as Tommy, his cock now stiff, kneels between her legs. "Not there, I want to see," Mrs Smith says and he kneels up while Katie wriggles round a bit. This time he manages to get his cock lined up and tries to shove it into Katie's hole. "That's no good, she needs to be wet," Mrs Smith says. You push Tommy out of the way and get down on your hands and knees to lick her. Next thing, you feel Tommy behind you and he soon had his little pecker in your still slippery cunt.
"That's good. Mike, try the other hand as well. Go on Tommy, fuck the little slut. I bet my lazy-ass son fucked her while I was out anyway." Katie is clearly enjoying being licked and you try an experimental finger which makes her giggle. When you get two fingers in she gasps and you can feel her insides squeezing you. "OW! Mike yells as Mrs Smith is clamping down on his two hands, and Tommy seems to have finished as well.
A few minutes later you are all trying to find your clothes while Mrs Smith goes to the kitchen to make herself a cup of tea. After a while you give up looking for your panties and find a picture book to look at while you wait to be picked up.