Smaller.I went into the bathroom and looked into the mirror.Oh no. That can't be me. It doesn't make any sense.Staring into the mirror was a busty red...head with her face all dolled up.Her face, which seemed to be my face now, had a set of big pouty lips, andher...my tits, were a solid D cup. She...I was dressed in a pink tanktop thatstruggled to hold my tits in, and pajama pants that say "SEXY" on the ass.Wait. What was that drink I had last night? A red-headed slut? That damndrink turned me. 'Your horny daughter is here next to you, waiting for you to fuck her and you want to watch news?' I thought. “Nothing important on news, you can see what ever you want to,” he said, “I’m going to take a shower.” I changed the channel again and watched my dad going back to his room.'Wait a minute… did he just invite me to join him in the shower?' I thought, and I swiftly went to my dad’s room. He was not there, his clothes were on the bed and I heard the sound of shower in the bathroom. I. Her mind was working so powerfully that she let her fingers travel along her thighs and curl under the fabric of her nylon shorts. More steam flowed into the room and in the fog she spread her legs and pressed lightly press against her clit. But the door opened, jangling her nerves, and another person stepped in. Wisps of steam fled out the door and Jeremy had his eye on her when she pulled her hand away and closed her legs. She waited a few minutes and then stood and winked. "See you." Kay. I shivered as she squeezed cold lube in the crack of my ass and smeared it up and down. Brad’s hand slid between his wife’s legs and hers rested on his bulging crotch as Jean coated her erection with a generous layer of lube. She added another healthy glob of it to my ass after getting between my legs and sliding the string of the thong panties out of her way. The familiar hard tip probed up and down the crack of my ass and I moaned as it located my opening. One hand on my left butt cheek,.