Mr. Wilcox used to work there.”Confused, I asked, “Where in Washington, the only time I was there was to visit my ex-wife, in Seattle. That was a ...ong time ago.”“Not Washington state, Washington DC. Mr. Wilcox worked for the justice department.”“Well, that pretty much chinches it. The closest I’ve been to DC was Fort Bragg. And to tell you the truth, even that was probably too close.”“What did you do after the army?” She asked.“Mostly, I’ve been moving from place to place. I guess you could say. That all seemed pretty harmless. That was where I was dead wrong. Upon our return, Melinda failed to even so much as mention the idea of me dressed as a woman for several weeks, and I wasn’t going to broach the subject with her. I assumed she’d forgotten and I let it drop, too. But I couldn’t have been more wrong. The first indication that it was still on her radar seemed harmless enough: as I was exiting the shower one morning, she surprised me by asking me to wear a pair of pink panties that. Holy fuck! It's my father! Daddy's enormous cock is cramming my asshole through a gloryhole in the adult bookstore by our house and I'm loving every minute of it!How many nights have I lain in bed fantasizing about my gorgeous Daddy? About kissing him and offering my big naked breasts up to him? About him eating my tight cunt until I cum on his tongue? About straddling and riding him so he can watch my titties bounce?And right now he's balls-deep in my virgin ass! I realize I've been. ‘Mummy what are you and grandad doing?’ ‘Kyle Mummy and Grandad are playing a silly game, because they love each other very much,’ Perdy said as she put her arm round Lizzie’s waist. ‘Why is Nanny’s tummy so big?’ ‘Because Kyle Nanny is making a baby for her and Grandad to love, like they love you and me and Mummy and Em.’ ‘Will it be my baby brother or sister?’ ‘Well it won’t be your brother or sister, it will be your uncle or aunt.’ ‘Will there be a party and presents and all that?’ ‘Kyle.