I was well and truly at the mercy of these young women.Truth is it wasn't that bad. After a while I stopped thinking about themakeup and was just cons...ious of the clothing. As I said, the tights werethe main thing as some times my legs wouldn't look like mine then I'd moveand they would rub together reminding me of the fact that I wasn't dressedas a boy.The truth or dare game fizzled out shortly after. I don't think there wasanything that could top changing a boy into a girl and Judy and. There’s a password, but no special password screen so if you don’t know about it you’ll open the computer, but also activate a GPS chip that I installed. I can pull up a map showing their location in seconds. Hold on a sec….” I activated the GPS tracker using the icon on my desktop. Initially, there were two dots—one red for the laptop and one green for the I-pad, but a minute later I had the latitude and longitude down to the nearest second. A map appeared when I pressed F12 and I was. Betty had them in spades. Big, bountiful tits. Sweeping hips. Plump ass. But my daughter’s slender frame and smaller breasts were just as hot.I gripped them. Her nipples rubbed into my palms as I pounded my daughter. The slaps echoed through the bedroom. My daughter’s pussy clenched and relaxed on my dick. Her hips wiggled, an unconscious response. She couldn’t help making them.“That’s it, baby girl,” I groaned. “Mmm, yes, let Daddy feel how much you love his big, thick dick. Oh, yes. You love. Shinomori. Wouldn't he be in contact with Mr. Himura? So if we attacked the Aoiya and torture him, I'm sure he'll have a thing or two to tell us.Shishio: Hmm. If that's true... what are you going to do, Okashira?(Flashback.)Aoshi: Is Misao asleep?Hanya: Yes. Are you sure about this? When she wakes up I the morning and finds out we're... no, that you're gone, she's going to be very unhappy.Aoshi: I've entrusted Misao to Okina. I have no worries. But are you sure you want to do this?Shikijou:.