Much to my shame I wasforced to go down on my hands and knees and lick clean remnants of hisspunk mixed with my daughter's juices. This in its self wa... humiliatingenough, made 10 times worse by the fact that me daughter was standing overme watching as I carried out the task.Incredibly Helen even began insisting that she and I wear identicalstockings and suspenders each day to work. We even use to put them ontogether in the bathroom, early each day. Finally one day I was summoned into Mark's. Bren steadied herself by leaning on the top of the chair back and lowered her slit onto Allies mouth. Gratefully Allie accepted the gift. His lips worked up and down her pussy lips and her little hip movements encouraged him to lick and suck pussy to both, his and her contentment. Mike had a perfect view looking upward between her legs. He liked the way her mature pussy “pouted” outwards begging for attention from a mouth or a cock. Although Bren was around 50, she was one hot ole babe. . When she finally got me my very own bra, complete with gel inserts, itchanged everything. This was a long way from a pair of panties. I notonly felt exquisitely feminine, I loved feeling that I had lovely smallBreasts, just like my idol Emily. "It's fun to feel feminine, isn't it?"Emily asked with a smile. Yes, it was! She loved being my guide,introducing me to the joys of girlishness. She also like embarrassingme, because she knew that part of me loved that. That embarrassment mademe. And I think they knew full well what you intend to do to me. I don’t think we left much doubt about that.” I knew from the expression on both men’s faces that they wanted to watch some more, and that pleased me. And some deep, dark part of me wanted to show them more too. I imagined both of them going to their rooms now and jacking off thinking about Michael and me. Michael released my breast and I removed my hand from his bulging dick. Michael surveyed the room once again. “This is nice. I.