"Not stay there and let me finish you up."Soon, I was completely in costume, sporting red heels, a black padded bra, black fishnets and garters, and a...black mini skirt and top that hugged me like a glove. Completing the outfit was a big blond wig."One last thing," my wife said, as she unwrapped a piece of bubble gum and pushed it in my mouth. "Okay, now you can look at yourself."The image that greeted me in the mirror was astounding. My wife had done a good job. I looked like a prostitute sure. Silence. And then, after a few minutes, I heard the creak of the door. She was there again. This time she was only wearing a pair of cotton panties! For the first time ever, I saw my sister's bare breasts! I began stroking so fast that I came almost immediately. I exploded all over the place. I lay there panting for a while, cleaned myself off, and noticed that the door was still open, but my sister was no longer there. I waited a few minutes and then I heard it.From across the hall, I heard. She made it very difficult for me to follow the conversation as she played with herself, climaxing half way through my call.Thirty minutes later, she was jolted from her nap as her doorbell rang once again. Tying up her robe, she opened the door and accepted her next package. It was heavier and larger than the last and she juggled it a bit as she carried it to the table and sat it down. After opening the box, she lifted the note off the top of the bundle, her eyes widening at the assortment of. ” Becky felt respect for Sherry grandmother and smile as a tear slowly ran down her cheek. “Since that moment dad and I have been close. He knew all my secrets and I knew his. It was the perfect daddy daughter relationship. On my eighth birthday my dad threw a party for just the two of us. I remember eating a piece of cake and I got a little of the frosting that stuck at the corner of my mouth. Daddy finger slowly slid under my chin and turned me to look at him. ‘Have I told you lately how.