We need to go back upstairs and get Donna Anne changed.Don't want to dirty the dress if we don't have to." Mom was headed back tothe bedroom. Once we ...ere there mom looked at me and said, "Donna, I broughtalong another outfit for you as 'Donna Anne'. I thought you might needsomething else for the costume and that we could go shopping. Now it's yourchoice. We can go now or you can dress as 'Donna Anne' during the week. so wecan go shopping."What a decision to make! Do I stay as 'Donna Anne' now. She rubbed her pussy hard as she kept sucking. I was surprise that almost all of that ten inch cock was moving down her throat. My little girl was a natural cocksucker. Donavon was fighting his urge to shoot his cum into that accommodating mouth. Jenny finally leaned back and looked up at him and licked her lips.“Baby, you need to shoot that big load you’re holding it is time to cum in the mouth that has been sucking you!” I said. I wanted to see Jenny take her first load of sperm. The thought. “If you want to, that is…”He gave me a big smile, patted my ass, and said, “Well, if you insist…”He seemed…distracted…through most of supper, and I had fun riding the egg. He was also a little less guarded in his conversation than perhaps he should have been.Win/win!~~~~~This set the pattern for my stay in Den Hague, as well as for my later stays with Ivan. Meetings, usually in Russian, when I was there as eye-candy, while Ivan gave me money for shopping, or tourism, or museums for other times. And as for her folks, that would be impossible. It was just that she had finally made up her mind to go to a club where she could meet other gays. Was she gay? Or bisexual? Probably the latter, as she had been screwing guys for a couple of years, and she had certainly enjoyed it. But she had been fancying women for long enough, and a few weeks ago had screwed one of her old school friends. It was an amazing experience, and she wanted it again, but her school friend had moved miles away..