I just guess I wasn'taccustomed to wearing something there. The bra straps were also getting on mynerves, but I ignored them. I then put on the unifor...--feet first, and zippedit up the back, no small feat of dexterity. I loved the feeling! I wanted tojump up and down and never get out of this! But it wasn't me. I was a boy. Myname was Jack, not Jenny. Oh God, what was I doing?* * *Chapter 3I woke up suddenly. I could still feel Jenny tingling at the back of mybrain, but my body seemed to be. Fucking her ass pushed me to slap her ass again, but instead of an angry responds, Pinky said slap it again. So I got into fucking her and then slapping her ass. Pinky was telling me to make her ass red, that she wanted me to in a sense beat her fat ass. That added to my desire in fucking her. It added the idea to cum so hard into her ass, maybe having her beg me not to fuck her ass so hard. The moment was caught up when I told her that was going to cum hard in her ass, and she was telling me. I don't know what came over me at that moment, was it lust, was it hormones was it the thrill of this being taboo, I didn't know. I just quickly grabbed for his cock, we wrestled around for a moment but I was too quick and nimble and I pulled his fat cock out of his pants. I looked at as I held it in my hand. "Look at how hard you are daddy. Let me jack you off, please. I want to see you happy." My father didn't say a word. He just let go of my hands and leaned back in the bench seat. . She fingered her small dagger that was just visible in the bodice of her tunic between her ample breasts. She had decided to start wearing it there as a warning to any man with wandering hands.Andrew had, as he always did, sat with his back to a corner so he could keep an eye on the room and anybody coming in. He took note of a pair of older teens as they entered from the street. His warning instincts kicked in but were quickly suppressed from outside, making it hard for him to think. The boy.