. watch me.... watch me ride that fucking dick..." he said as he licked my lips and started working my cock with his ass, thrusting his hips and slidi...g back and forth on it. "Oh.. fuck i love that ass... it feels so fucking good.... fuck.." i said as i laid there feeling his tight ass sliding up and down on me. "Can i ride it? Can i ride that dick?" he asked as i nodded yes anxiously. He sat back up placing both hands behind my head, sitting up with his ass arched as he started twerking all. .Dad had to go outstation for few days this he told me before leaving and asked me to take care of the house and not to fight with his wife, i did not even reply to him, but thought to myself that i should come home early in his absense, that night i was having my food which was in the dinning table, she came to serve the food for which i told her i will manage, hearing this she pulled the chair beside me and sat beside me slowly my eyes turned towards her , as i told earlier her eyes were. As my bath was running I decided it was time to look myself over. Itwas a lot less disturbing than I'd expected. So I had breasts and theyjiggled when I moved, I wouldn't call Polly busty but I'd guess a bitabove average for her age and height. But whether it was muscle memoryor Polly coming through, they felt right. As in they belonged wherethey were, they were part of me.In some ways my butt was more disturbing. It was a nice butt, Pollybiked and played a lot of tennis so she was a fit. We can't have any fun doing it like that if you go chopping your hair off can we?" Alright then, I promise, I can put up with the teasing really. It's more annoying than anything serious." Good, now then, lets have your measurements."She stood up and stepped round to the dressing table where she had left the tape measure."My measurements?" I asked in surprise."Sure, I'd like to make a mock up, sort of a 3D model to work from. Unless you think that's a bad idea?" Er, well, no, if it will help.