It sprang out at her and she stared at it with her mouth open, obviously impressed by its size."N...Now what?" She asked without breaking her gaze fro... my shaft."Oh, I think you know what to do next," I said.She reached out both hands and grabbed it about half way up. She slowly stroked it up and down, deliberately and expertly, still staring intently at the purple head which seemed to inch closer and closer to her mouth with every stroke."I can't believe I've got my brothers cock in my hands,". I felt her tongue swirl around my head, rubbing the sensitive spot behind my glans. My cock disappeared, a centimeter at a time, until her nose pressed against my pubic bone, my hairs tickling her face, my cock caressing the back of her throat. She moaned, making my cock twitch. Pulling off briefly she said, "Not yet Father. You can't cum yet!" Then she resumed her oral worship of my manhood. I twitched again, feeling ever closer to completing this immoral, degrading act. "Yes, Father, you are. The pressure of the rocking against my swollen clitoris on the couch was heavenly. My hands rubbed my breasts while my eyes never left the sight of his cock. I noticed that his scrotum moved slightly and his penis began to enlarge as I watched it. I could tell he was still asleep as his breathing never changed. Perhaps it was the smell of my sex that got him aroused even though he was asleep, but my excitement grew as his penis enlarged slowly into an unbelievably beautiful erection, right. Then she showed me how to attach a suspender belt and roll a pair offishnets up my legs and attach them to the straps.Then she helped me into a silky black dress and attached a white apronaround my waist and I realised that I was wearing the fourth costumeAlice had collected and that Alex, Claire and Alice were also dressed asFrench maids. We were about to go out on our girls night out.A few weeks ago I would have forbidden my girls to go out dressed likethis. Now the tables had turned and I.