Daddy met me upstairs and told me that he would see me later. I left for work, watching daddy thru the window wave to me with his dick hanging from h...s zipper. I just giggled as I drove off.I get to work and see a few guys looking at the boy toys and asks for my help. I walk over to themand asnwer their questions. One of them asked if this one pocket pussy felt like my pussy. I laughed and told him he will just have to find out some day. Trish from behind the counter, comes up and tells. From that day forward I started to dress in feminine underwear and loved the sensation(s). My sister helped me buy high heels and helped me to learn how to walk in them. She helped me buy my own clothes, make-up and to do my own hair. One of the most important lessons she taught me was how to satisfy a man. She showed me how to get a man to climax with my hand, how to get him to climax with my mouth and how to entice a man to stick his "love stick" into my "pussy" These lessons were learned by. I think Daddy's upstairs in your nurseryif you want to go show him your new haircut then?" Can I wash my hands first?" Sure sweetie, just let me go clean this out. This is worse thannormal..."I peeked in as I stood up and agreed. The watery stool was particularlyputrid for some reason, but I was proud to have held it for what must havebeen a solid hour! I leaned against the cabinets and put on the freshdiaper just as she collected the wet diaper in a ball and tossed it in anew diaper genie that. Firing Things UpMy wife is a reserved person, socially. At home, in bed, around people we know personally, she’s quite a cat. I use this reference as ironic as I can, cause’ her name’s Kitty. My name is Barry. She likes to play with our names, like, “Oh, the Bear’s chasing the cat tonight!”It was the end of summer and we got a text from Skye, one of my wife’s employees. Skye broke up with her boyfriend but didn’t want to go to a family reunion camping trip alone. We were reluctant at first, but.