” I know they were only props as part my role play but I’d never had a wedding ring on my finger in my life, and in some strange way it did make m... feel that I was his wife rather than his escort. When it was time to leave for the party we departed in one of the hotel’s fleet of luxury chauffeur driven cars, which took us to the venue in the city centre. We were escorted to the function suite and asked to wait until our names were called. It was just the strangest feeling when the usher at the. So the day came. I was excited; having my dad`s cock in my pussy without a condom. I sucked it real nice (not yet deepthroat). I didn`t let my mom touch the cock. It was gonna "mine" for a few minutes. And we were to do it missionary style as I wanted to see the bare dick in me. He slid it in me. It wasn`t that much of a difference but still felt new. But that`s not the point of this particular sex story. The thing is that I was watching some, not much porn. At the end the girl(s), knelt before. But I persisted and pulled it over my head. Somehow I got it down over myshoulders without ripping it. And there I was, for the first time in mylife, wearing a dress.I walked out and looked at myself in my Mum's mirror. There was somethingmagical about the dress - it didn't look as ridiculous on me as I thoughtit would. True, I looked like a boy in a dress that was too short for me,and I felt really constricted around my shoulders and arms. But the shapeof the dress, especially the large skirt,. After he finished cleaning her dining room, he made his way intoAnnaella's kitchen. As he started to clean her stove top, Annabellawalked and asked how things were going.Brett shrugged and said, "Fine."Annabella smiled and asked, "Did you ever think you'd end up doing this?"Brett smirked at her and responded, "What do you mean, as a woman or yourhousekeeper?"Annabella smile remained as she responded, "Both I suppose." Never would have thought it. I guess Chantal was just lying beneath mysurface.