EPILOGUEThe events described took place 12 years ago. During the week I was outof school, mom bought me a lot of girls' clothing including skirtsdres...es, tops, underwear, shoes, etc. She allowed me to wear themwhenever I wanted to at home, but I was not allowed to leave the house ingirls' clothing without her permission. She took me out on occasion tomovies, restaurants, the mall, etc. We always went to another town atleast 50 miles away. Sometimes Aunt Ellen and Rosalie went with us, andon. We had a light snack when we got home, and I had my discussion with Aaron about the hat issue. He was impressed when I said that, now that I understood the significance of it, I thought that I should have a yarmulka of my own. Leah promised to knit one for me and have it ready by next Saturday. Anna and Leah fixed dinner after sundown that night, and it was a gala affair. The Schwartzes made no effort to convert me to their religion, but were very happy that I was so accepting of their beliefs.. I gave another little schoolgirl giggle as my twat lips, spread as they were, rippled and fluttered around his staggering girth.I was exhausted from the ordeal, but waited patiently for Max to release me. Finally he was finished with his little fuck toy and his huge knot subsided. He dragged his semi-erect cock out of my soggy pussy with a long, wet slurp. The cool air of the kennel caressed my crotch and I didn't even need to look to know that my cunt was a gaping hole, stretched well beyond. When I went for the button and zipper, Owen grabbed my hands, stopping me.I let out a nearly inaudible moan when I felt his warm breath on my ear as he whispered, "Not just yet. I want to taste you first."He grabbed me under my knees and pulled me to the edge of the countertop. He slowly skimmed his hands from my kneecaps to the tops of my thighs, sliding my dress up to my hips, exposing my wet, swollen pussy.Owen then knelt on the floor in front of me, eyelevel with my dripping cunt, and.