Chastity looked to Rachel who nodded, so Chastity started, “Neither of us see it that way. For so long, it was only Mom and Rachel and me. We protec...ed each other, entertained each other, and loved each other. Mom fought to protect me, and Rachel sacrificed herself to protect us; she could never be anything but part of me. I could never submit the way she felt she had to. I’m not criticizing, you know, just describing me. Then you came, and without knowing us at all, gave yourself to us without. She trimmed and shaped my fingernails and put on a pretty redpolish. She painted my toenails as well, and then she went to work onmy face."You don't really need a concealer for your beard, Hon," she saidthen. "Hardly any beard left any more, is there?" Then she put onall kinds of stuff that meant nothing to me at the time--foundation,blush, different colors and powders. And lipstick. And mascara andeye shadow for my eyes. She dyed my gray hair. Diana had brought mywig along, and Rita. This time, it entered much easier but it still hurt. He took his time getting it in there and once my ass relaxed I felt the full girth of the dildo stretch my virgin hole. He pushed it in and out of me. I began to moan in pain and ecstasy. After a couple of minutes of hard fucking with the dildo and a good cock stroking, he stopped and pulled it back out. I turned back to look at him and noticed he had released his hard seven inch cock from his pants and was standing there stroking himself. I. She had even groped my crotch a few times when it wouldn't be noticed.Now that she had my attention, she stood up on the bed straddling my hips.She undid the neck tie of her dress, letting the top fall to her waist revealing her luscious tits to me."They are beautiful" I whispered."It's OK. Everyone has left the house. It's just us" she replied.She then grabbed the dress and pulled it up over her head and dropped it to the floor as I reached across to turn on the bedside lamp. When I turned.