Every day there were certain things that I had to do starting with theenema and douching. Makeup and hair became important to me. At leastonce a day a...d usually three times a day I was required to be milked anddrink my cum. After the first week I really enjoyed the taste of cum andwould ask if I could be milked more often. I was rewarded once in awhile by having my dick released from its bond. Ann and Beth explainedthat even though I still had a dick that Mandy would be controlling itsfreedom.. A deep sigh escaped Denise as Monica'slipsticked mouth closed around her raging hard-on. Doreen watched for alittle while then busied herself getting out of her dress to revealstarling sexy black lingerie. I kissed Denise and caressed her upper bodyall over while Monica's lips worked their magic below her waist.Denise whimpered and cooed almost in a more effeminate sissy manner thanMonica as Monica serviced her. We were all awash in sissy passion now.Doreen had strapped on her fake cock now and. Then he slammed his hips forward and drove his prick deep, deep into my pussy. I let out a shriek, followed by a low moan as my cunt quickly acclimated to the size of his massive head & shaft.With one hand on my hip, and one on my swinging boobs, he continued to jackhammer his rock-hard dick into me from behind like a piston. With my eyes closed, I moaned and grunted in rhythm with his thrusts. My whole body was rocking back and forth as he plowed into my pussy over and over, my tits slapping. When I got home from work that night, dad and Becka were gone. “They went out for a father-daughter evening, to celebrate your sister’s birthday.” That seemed strange to me. We’d never split up the family to celebrate anything. “I suggested it. A young woman needs to be close to her father. It’s tough on your dad, thinking about his daughter becoming a woman. They are going to The Gables and then to a movie. They should be home around midnight.”“You suggested it? It’s kind of.