Very tired now, l need to get my vibrator and bring myself off then try and get some sleep, my head is spinning, l’ll finish this tomorrow.Monday 16...h May … 3.00 a.m.Can’t sleep, no wonder, every time l close my eyes l see Grandad’s cock or Daddy’s cock. I was even hoping Daddy would come into my room last night and fuck me. I think l’m going crazy.After Daddy fucked me, yesterday afternoon was just awful. My pussy wouldn’t stop throbbing, l was permanently wet. I spent most of the. I looked down on him as he climbed the stairs. He was tall, average build with short slightly greying hair and glasses. I showed him in without saying a word and followed him inside, closing the doors behind us. I directed him straight ahead to my bedroom.We stood facing each other next to the bed. He was taller than me but not by much. I looked him up and down, i could see the outline of his cock through his jeans. I could also see it was starting to get hard.Suddenly all my inhibitions. ” Sara told her.“Am I, really?”Sara heard herself saying, “Fine, what time are you going.”“After I finish cleaning up lunch. I have big plans for dinner and need to get back here, so I can get started on it.”Lunch had been light. And Sloan had been around often enough to know that it meant dinner would be big.“Can I do anything for you, while you girls are gone?” Sloan asked. “Or maybe you would like me to go along as driver and fashion expert?”Annie laughed and left the kitchen.Sara went over. I have known some women to stare at every sex in the room hoping for a response; men, women, transmutative or any of the six other types of denomination.I’m guessing your wondering what sex I am. I'm what you call transmutative. I paid a lot of money to be like this. I can model my outward appearance to suit, and right now I am doing just that.The blonde middle-aged lady is scanning the room and is now focused on what seems to be women only. Her eye contact is deliberate and I guess that her.