I’ll do anything you say. Anything at all.?Mister Simmons looked up from his Times. ?Of course you will do anything I say. You are my property, youn... lady. I have always done whatever I wanted to you.??But my parents, surely they would object to snuffing me?? Unfortunately, you don’t understand the full import of the contract I signed with your parents or the substantial sum I paid them for you. It seems you were nothing but a problem for them as well. Whore that you were---drinking,. There were evenings when he would have his cronies round to play poker and mum would be forced to serve them beer wearing nothing but stockings and if he lost more money than he had, mum had to pay his debts in kind.I watched many times through the partially open door as men unloaded themselves in her mouth, mum knew I watched too but never said a word about it to dad, towards the end she deliberately left the door open and I watched as she rode one of his mates or clung to their thrusting hips. “Aaahhhhhhhh that’s good….Ashok…..u cunt licking bastard….dont stop…….Selvin…My boob sucker keep the tempo….ya right there…..bloody….fuck…..ahhhhhhhh ……..ya …drill my ass…..u bastard…..”here, I was pumping my heart out into Deepthi’s cunt. Swetha got up and sat near my face pointing her cunt to me . I licked it. I put my tongue deep into her. She closed her eyes and enjoyed it…“Master…….ummmmmm lick more….deeply…..aahhhhhhh”as I licked I pumped faster.Deepthi yelled….“Master, I am. As she watched she saw him turn. As he did she caught a glimpse of his suspenders and stocking tops. Not wanting to be noticed she waited until he had collected all his washing before turning on the light and making her self-a coffee."So!" she said to herself. "Tom is a transvestite! Well, well I never would have thought it!" Sitting back with her coffee she was surprised to find just how much the concept appealed and excited her. Over the next day or two she researched up on transvestism as.