Normally she would be active while he fucked her (something which happened almost every night before her mom got home), but tonight, she hadn’t even...kissed him. She lay there like a blow-up doll, not showing the slightest reaction whether he picked up speed, slipped his tongue into her mouth, or sucked on her breasts. She had been fucking her dad for years, ever since she seduced him. He had never molested her; she had started it all, and she never even knew why she had done it. She just. ." and she covered his mouth with hers once again, tongue flicking his, insistent, wanting, demanding. She pulled his head closer to hers, her hands gripping his hair. His hands slid around her back, pulling her closer to him, and she straddled his lap, the robe fluttering to the floor. He was lost now. He belonged to her, and he knew it, could feel it in his loins. He felt the need in her, matched by his need for her, and he succumbed to it. Trembling, she stood, her legs on either side of. You're young, good looking, and filthy rich. They're so jealous they can hardly stand it."Scott glanced back at the bankers. He didn't see what she was seeing. Sure, they were curious, but with a start he realized he had gotten a look into Simone Engdale's soul. "Let's get this over with."Simone waved the bankers over.Scott left the bank the proud owner of a building he couldn't live in, at least not for the foreseeable future. He understood that the hard part was to come.Simone had him follow. Neither I nor the store clerk couldeven begin to put on any modest pants or shoes of my choosing, onlyvery feminine articles were permitted to be tried on. I have to admitthat I broke down into pitiful sobbing at my inability to do so. My newfemale half was bound and determined to show itself off to best effect.I tried on and purchased several pair of frilly, very feminine panties,in various shades and textures. They were the only ones I could forceup my new legs. The way they clung to my hips,.