Alone in the house, she was now free to indulge her burgeoning fantasies whenever the mood took her. It increasingly did. At first she felt guilty wh...n lying in the bed she had shared with Ken for thirty years, watching videos of women making love – either to each other or to themselves – or looking at images of young, nubile, big-breasted women, imagining herself having sex with them, and bringing herself to orgasms of an intensity she had never known with him. She solved that problem by. He stepped back smiling but a little in shock and bewilderment. Once we broke our embrace and I was back on the ground, I grabbed a hold of his dirty jeans and squeezed his crotch. He gave me a disapproving but funny look. Whats the matter daddy, arent you happy to see me?, I cheekily said. I smiled and jumped in the air and gave him a peck on the neck and then skipped away to the main building. It was eerily empty inside the bar and recreation area, but for the music. The music was on, but not. As much as I wanted his dick, I loved the feeling of him playing with my ass. I could feel his fingers exploring my insides, which made my fuck-ring tighten up. He kept going, but I knew I couldn’t last much longer. “I’m gonna cum,” I said between gasps.“Go for it,” he said, and he closed his eyes.My balls started to twitch, and then my dick started spasming. “Oh yeah!” I yelled as a rope of cum hit Gabe on the check. Then another rope hit him on the forehead, followed by one across his. Lifting the dress from the hanger I pulled it on. The waist clincher haddone its job and it now fitted well in all the right places. Picking upmy shoes I walked across to my mother's room for some more make upinstructions. Under her watchful gaze she let me apply my own make up,correcting me if I went wrong. Half an hour later I had applied blueeyeliner and eye shadow and dark blue mascara, a light dusting of rougeon my cheeks, and some pillar box red shiny lipstick to finish off. Iput on my.