Bernie shuddered at thatthought.Dad went over to see Ralph. "My, what a pretty girl! Please stand upfor me Ralphie. I want to see the full effect!" Da... went on, notsounding sarcastic, just firm.Ralph stood up, blushing so much it shone right through his makeup. Hestood there in one of Bernie's white blouses which showed the camisolewith its ill fitting cups right through the fabric. His waist was heldin and it he had a rounder shape to this hips and butt. The pantspulled up and made his rear. “Can I fuck you then” I asked ,her answer was still no. I was now starting to get pissed ,should I just pull her off me and bend her over the table and fuck her . Should I go ahead and hold her head and empty my load deep in her throat . I wasn’t close to cumming now so I tried again “come on let me fuck your tight pussy. Let me make you cum I want to hear you crying as you orgasm on my cock” I said . When she again said no and she let go of my cock that was it.”Well fuck you then, you can go. His dad ended by saying he was his son, soon to be hisdaughter and he would love him no matter what happened to him. Thenhis dad called him princess and said he better get used to it. Hecouldn't believe his dad was that open minded. He asked his dadwhere they went every week-end. "We went many different places. Your mother had to have herovaries removed and knew she could never get pregnant again. Sheconvinced me that she wanted to try different men and that I shouldtry different women. So we. 5 CAP would let him bring more, not fewer.Terry and the others desperately wanted him to come with them, rejuvenated, selecting promising assistants and building the Pirate skill set."Maybe I can distract and let you clear your head. We are both, after all, experts in the use of big, shapely boobs. Isn't it nice that we don't have to worry about political correctness any longer? Actually, boobs are part of the reason I wanted to talk, but we certainly can play first, especially if that clears.