Wow they were so nice. , I came near my room, I heard the same sound from my speakers which I heard earlier, I thought that she is watching tht.i made...some noise,then she switched off as nothing happened and sat on bed. As I entered I saw her, oh her eyes were inviting me for sex. But I didn’t know how to start with. My dick was erect, and she was starring at it. Then I sat near her and asked me to show d book.she opened the book and as I turned the pages, I touched her big boobs. Wow they were. I was always admiring of how Ali used to deep throat me. All she had to play with was 6 inches. This monster was now a good 7 inches or more in my mouth and it was up against the back of my throat. I gagged and brought up a load of spit from somewhere. He pulled back a little and shoved in again until he hit the back of my throat. He was fucking my mouth the dirty bastard. My mind was spinning – was I being raped did I somehow ask for this. Richard was in total control. He lifted me out of the. Iof course was ignored. But the seed was planted. I continued my onslaught,on a regular basis. I did not give up. I went to costume stores and gotcopies of brochures for Queen and Princess costumes. I went on theInternet and downloaded pictures of what I wanted to wear. I fought abattle to wear everyone down.Luckily, I had two wonderful allies. My cousin Susan, who surprisinglywith her mom (had Susan told her my secret) worked on Mom. Susan said wecould go as twin Queens, and therefore I would. Sara, my daughter, came home around three and she and Peter went to her or his room as he showed her his photos on his laptop; I just hoped against hope that he didn't show her the wrong ones.True to his word Richard stayed at home. I prepared an early dinner that the four of us ate together. The afternoon had passed without incident for Peter had a snooze to combat his jet lag and there was far less flirting between us. Sara was clearly a modifying influence on her brother and mother."I am.