”“Really? Theresa thinks she’s hot!”“Theresa’s your daughter?”“She prefers Terry.”“I guess she’ll get to meet her.”“I guess ...o.”“Maybe meeting you means a match. Just not us.”“You sure about that? Your wife here?”“No,” Joe chuckled. “And she’d actually be okay with it.”“Would she? Or is that just an excuse?”“Your husband was a cad.”“He was.”“Let me show you my wife.” Joe took out his wallet and turned to Essie’s picture.“Mon dieux. Why even try?”“Look at the other pictures around. When I did that, all of the boys in line turned and saw me. For a second nothing happened. Then everyone pushed their way out of the structure, nearly knocking me down as they attempted to escape. All that is, except for the boy forcefully pounding his fat cock into my twelve-year-old daughter’s cunt.She was tied on the work bench with a pillow under her so that her pussy was at screwing height and he was leaning over her slamming down into her pussy as hard as I have ever seen anyone get. I put my bikini top on and walked over to the block. I walked inside and could hear Thomas whistling to himself as he cleaned the large shower cubical at the far end of the block. On hearing me walk in he stopped what he was doing and turned round.He looked me up and down before managing to say:“Sorry, I’m just cleaning, I won’t be long”“Don’t worry Thomas,” I replied.“I don’t mind if you want to hang around.”With that I untied my bikini top letting it fall to the floor and exposing my large. I didn’t think this was going to happen and I remember I was already secretly ordering a few pairs online that I hid in our shared wardrobe.I've been thinking over the years where all this is coming from, my crossdressing. I don’t remember being dressed in girls ’underwear ever as in my early days than once maybe and I don’t have any connection to that either. However, I remember one boy band that I really liked a lot. I liked one member of the band above the others. He was pretty feminine..