I quickly ran my wet tongue over her lips. My fingers fumbled with the dainty little buttons of her front-opening kameez. In my impatience, I ripped t...e kameez open down to her waist, sending buttons flying all over. As I pushed the kameez over her shoulders, the creamy expanse of her shoulders and her full breasts encased in a lacy bra were revealed for my eyes to feast on. Her deep pink aureoles were visible through the thin fabric of the bra. I got rid of the dupatta wound round her neck,. " Yes, indeed," Celia concurred. "We were all a bit taken aback, too,when he told us he wanted to dress up as a woman all the time. But nowwe regard Samantha as one of the ladies. We think it's a bit of a hoot,in all honesty!"Alice and Joan cackled their consent. The image of a coven of witchesimmediately sprang into my mind.Celia's last remarks puzzled me. She had made it sound like my dad'stransvestism was his idea after all. Yet, last week, she had made itperfectly clear to me that dad was. Her cunt as well, though most of it had been eaten away by Rich, was lathered white with the sweet cream, and streaks of it showed on her breasts.Both she and Rich sat up suddenly, facing the stairwell, their eyes blinking in surprise and embarrassment. Rich wiped away a smear of whipped cream that was clinging to the nipple of his brown chest."Val!" Jim gasped, unable to advance or retreat from the doorway."Like a couple of mad dogs!" Mrs. Davis cried, averting her eyes, then looking back. He smiled and said that he didn't need another hard on."I like to watch, remember?" Well I'm not sure that Alex could have produced another one either. Maybe all you would have been able to watch was me sucking on him trying to get him up."We dried each other off with towels and then threw the wet ones in the laundry basket with the dirty sheets and hung up dry ones. Then, still naked, we walked back into the room to dress.There was a guy sitting on the bed!He smiled and said, "Hi, you must be.