I could barely stand up as he continued to grind deeper and deeper into my bowels. I moved forward closer to the bed so that my knees were now against...the mattress. He held me so I could not lower myself to the bed and punished my butt like a man possessed. Each movement caused me to whimper and whine from the pain and ecstasy he was putting me through. He picked up the pace and began to pound back forth into my butt, just before he filled my rectum with his spunk he pulled almost all of his. Getting out of the house dressed was great for me and a made me feelreally free, however my femme voice was pretty poor so when I went outI would usually never talk to people; Jenna and I were restricted tooutings that gave us space. We did go to a bar one time, but I foundthat once or twice some guys came up to chat; I was really embarrassedwhen Jenna told me they were interested in us. I did my best to put ona feminine voice but only got away with it by saying I had a cold.My mother and I sat. I am led back out into the lobby where Daddy is waiting. Im feeling moregirly more feminine than I ever had. If you ever have dressed before,ever really gotten into it, you will know what I mean when I say youinstinctively start acting more and more girlish. And the more girlishyou feel the more you act it out and the more you act it out the moregirlish you feel, etcetera. At this point I was almost completely lostwithin my sissy persona. I tried to match the ladies gait in front ofme,. “I’m so glad you were my first.” She squeezed him again with her vaginal muscles, feeling herself get wetter inside.“Ohhhh, baby, if you keep doing that, I’m going to cum!”She giggled, and released those muscles. “Don’t you dare! You have to really fuck me first.” She moved her hands around his waist, and now that she was finally able to reach his ass cheeks, she caressed and squeezed them. “Thank you for making me feel like a woman, Dad. Now make love to me like one!” Paul lifted up on his.