“You are sitting over the sockets into which these toys fit. Let me show you.” He squatted down on the floor below my eye-level. Soon I felt the ...idge along the top of the beam which had been stimulating my cunt and arsehole withdraw and other things take its place. First the dildo began to seek entrance. Its plastic surface was smooth and frictionless and it fitted snugly into me, only the many metal studs tickling my pussy-lips as they passed. Then it was the turn of the anal finger: that. Now i understand why my aunt made me do it ,i was related to both my cousin and her hubby and i looked like my uncle.it was actually a marriage between relatives.the baby would look like him though i was the babies father. a cunning thought by my aunt. The baby was born but no one knew this secret. Years later i made a small mischief’s with my cousin but her image crying wen i fucked her was in my mind then i grew up and went to college , there i had sex with a senior but she was a whore i had. ’ So I gave her her orders. It did not matter that school was boring. She went there for education, not entertainment. She was to attend faithfully and apply herself diligently. She was to treat her mother with due respect and let her know where she was going and when she would be back. (‘Unless you’re coming here, obviously. Then you must invent some lie.’) I told her I hated piercing and she was to forget about it, but I missed out the bit about the tarty clothes, which I had decided on. So, the day came and we started early with the paint.While it was drying Ursula got her beard stuck on. Because the dressshoulders were a bit loose I was painted halfway down my chest. Then I gotthe wig and crown on, Ursula's best satin and lace panties and thepantyhose, the dress and shoes and the Beacon was dug out of the box. Ithought I looked the part, but then so did Ursula."My, I think we got this the right way round, but ..." and then Mom partfilled some balloons with water and pinned.