“Oh yes Dave, yes!”Chastity threw her head back and screamed as Dave triggered her own orgasm. Her cunt muscles contracted tightly around Dave’s...penis holding him in a vice like grip which squeezed out every drop of semen. The two of them writhed together, bucking and panting whilst Hattie looked on, the disgustingly lustful scene making her smoulder inside. She kissed her sweating husband’s back whilst he slowly withdrew from the call girl’s dripping cunt. His rigid cock glistened with a. Or the computer files...or the way she looked."You will continue to let your hair get longer. You will keep your bodysmooth and hairless, even around your clitty. Little girls don't havebody hair, is that clear?" Yes Rachel," replied Amber."Next, you'll only wear panties from now on, all the time...even atschool...even when you're dressed up as a boy," continued Rachel. "Alsowhen you go to the bathroom you will do it sitting down...girls don'tstand when they pee."Amber nodded."Good girl. Now,. Tuesday morning I visit the kitchen and locate the manager, who also happens to be the cook, and who turns out to be a Vet, whose Army profession was being a cook, Sargent Rick Clark. When I told him I had been in the forces as well, it was like old home week. He invited me to sit and have a coffee. The kitchen staff were preparing for the lunch crowd."How is your kitchen doing?" We are doing, but would like to do more. We need more room and, of course, more donations. Every once in a while we. You see I haven’t savoured the kind of sex we did last night ... since Father was fucking me silly.But I don’t mean your Dad; no, he wasn’t a star in the bedroom; bless him.You see Dad wasn’t your natural father. You were sired by Richard; when I was nineteen.”She paused to give it a chance to sink in.“You mean ... Granpa Richard... ?”“Yes Dick. My father got me pregnant and then I quickly married your Dad”“By the time you was born I was twenty; and married for six months!“But my Dad must have.