"I guess," she answered, "I've thought about doing things like that all my life, but didn't dare. I didn't know what you would think; and I know if I ...ver intentionally exposed myself, and word got out, I'd be an outcast with our friends. This freedom is so fucking exhilarating! I love you more than ever!" she told me as she smoothed down her skirt, sat up in her seat and leaned over to kiss me.When we got home, Lynda raced through the house hoping the k**s wouldn't see how she dressed for. The crying fifteen-year-old laid there underneath her father as his hips worked like a piledriver, sending his hard cock deep into the teen’s cunt, stroke after stroke. Her tight vaginal muscles were clinging to his cock as he fucked her. Letting out a loud grunt and imbedding his hard cock as deep as he could into Melissa’s pussy, he ejaculated cum into the teen’s cunt.“You keep your fucking mouth shut about this or you will be very sorry by the time that I get through with you,” her father. "We will go in your car, it's a boy's car, and I will be driving," saidAmandaDale managed to swivel round in the passenger seat with his tight dressand high heeled shoes."You look fantastic, it's just like looking at myself in a mirror, thehair the stubble, how did you manage that?" asked Dale."Lessons with a make-up artist whilst you were chatting up the barmaid,"Amanda replied, in a deeper male voice."The one thing I don't understand about all this, is how did you stage theaccident?" asked. " I nod, givingSarah a quick kiss before resting my head back down on the pillow, butmy sleep for the rest of the night is fitful, and I'm utterly exhaustedas I wake up. Fortunately, I only need to apply a light layer of make-up- just enough to cover my tiredness- and casual clothes (blacktights, a knee-length denim skirt, a lilac hoodie and flats) as today,for the first time in a while, I'm actually doing some modelling.After a quick breakfast, Sarah (who's also casually dressed and made-up).