Her Dad Catches You

Just then, there was a knock at the door.

"Rachel, your plushie got into the food. Don't ask how." It was her mom. And, wouldn't you know it? Her name's been Rachel the whole time.

Rachel cracked her bedroom door open and pinched the BMO what had been soiled by beans. She brought it back to you. "Well, it's good for going in my ass again."

"Okay, but your dad," you circle back to the lore drop that surprised you. "Is he like all the way in the parking garage? You want me to carry you there naked?"

She laughs and shakes her head. "No, silly. It's our personal garage on the first floor. This whole building is ours. I know it looks like apartments. It used to be."

Your eyes widen in surprise. "Wow, seriously? That's amazing. Your family must be loaded."

She shrugs modestly and hops back into your arms. "We do alright. Come on, I'll show you the elevator."

She guides you down a hall to a modern elevator. She presses the button and the doors slide open smoothly. You both step inside, and you can't help but admire the somewhat posh interior. A mirror lets you both see how you look while holding her. Your arms are starting to ache a bit.

"Hey, mind if I put you down for a sec?" you ask. "I don't think I can hold you like this the whole way."

"Oh, of course!" she says, and you carefully set her on her feet. She stands casually beside you, completely nude, as if it's the most natural thing in the world. You try not to stare too obviously at her perky breasts and smooth, shaved mound, but you're kind of supposed to be having sex with her now anyway.

The elevator dings and your heart drops. How had you not considered before that the thing would ding? You're so caught now... But nothing happens.

"Okay, dad's workbench is that way," Rachel whispers, pointing. "I'll peek first to make sure he's there." Rachel sneaks into a spacious garage where every vehicle had a desktop computer next to it. After a moment, she waves you over excitedly.

"He's there!" she mouths. "Grab me, quick!"

You hurry over and scoop her up, folding her knees to her chest. She reaches and parts her ass cheeks, revealing the BMO plushie still nestled snugly in her hole. You sneak closer, using a Lexus as cover, starting to feel unsure about this game. You pop up, pointing her butt right at the back of her dad's unsuspecting head as he stares down at something.

"Pull!" you whisper.

She bears down and the plushie goes flying with surprising velocity. It beans her dad right in the noggin and falls to the floor as you run hobble away with Rachel. But her dad runs faster.

"Thank goodness you're here!" He exclaims behind you, beaming.