“Not wrong clothes, stuff that just shows more of you than I really need to see.” I admitted.“Oh, I see. Night clothes, stuff like that?” she ...nquired.“Uh huh.” I said, nodding my head.“So what exactly do you think about, when you think of me I mean.” she said, coyly.“You know what I think about Ashley, geez, help me out here.” I responded.“Well we have a problem then. A big problem as far as I can tell.” she said in a low tone.“I’m sorry Ashley, I really am. I mean you asked me to be honest.. Her b*****rs Tommy 29, a r****t whom had been in juvenile most of his c***dhood. Rock the younger b*****r is 18, admire his father and b*****r as a role model. Ivy doesn’t know much about right from wrong. She thinks everything is good for her, even though, her father and b*****rs is fucking her. She think is a game they play, but, she enjoyed it! One day after dinner, her father want her to wash the dishes with no clothes on, except her slippers on her feet. Ivy was in the kitchen washing. Spreading her legs slightly apart I could see that my cock's delight had a pierced shaven pussy.Moving back slightly in hope that my presence remained unknown I continued fucking my prick. "Telephone Rose," An aging gentleman shouted as the door sprung open. I now knew her name. My sweet darling Rose stopped what she was doing as did I while she vanished inside the property.Grabbing the base of my throbbing prick and waiting for her return. The urge to cum gave me reason to grab my shaft. ' From somewhere I summoned the wits to nod. That wasn't enough forVanessa, who said, 'Say thank you properly, Jamie.' 'Thank you Mistress,' I responded, my eyes downcast in abject humiliation. Vanessa turned to her desk and took from something from a drawer. 'Jamie, my little sissy, I want you to start wearing something suitablefor your new status. These will do wonderfully, I think.' Vanessa handed me a pair of silk panties. I felt my face burn as Irealised what they were. 'Oh, so sweet... I.