Having finally accepted that she was an exhibitionist after years of denial and misleading me, Sue was now looking to make up for lost time and climb ...ut of her closet. Tonight, she wore a light weight, snug, pastel skirt and begged me to expose her any way I chose so she could still claim innocence. I knew that was not an easy decision for her.She'd cycled through many clothing choices in the last two hours before we had to leave for the event. Only one outfit was the typically reserved type. "Whatever. Where's security?Shouldn't they have rounded up Cam and his attackers by now?"Doug shrugged. "I was wondering about that myself. I'm guessing Mal'sbehind that somehow. We can worry about that later, though. For now,teleport Cam to Doyle. I think his nose is broken." Fine. Whatever. Let's go, dork," I sighed, stepping forward to restmy hand on Cameron's shoulder. The next moment, I activated my power,and we were gone.An instant later, we appeared in Doyle amidst a puff of. Mama’s is shoulder length in the photos but mine is half way down my back. I’m five foot four so an inch taller than Mama and I weigh 130 which is the same. I can tell Mama had nice C-sized boobies just like I got.I put the food on the table and Daddy comes in to sit too.“Daddy?” I say.“What?”“Would it be okay to hire some farmhands?”“What for? You know it’s the slow season. We don’t need no extra help until spring.”“I was just thinking ... someone to keep me entertained.”“You want to pay. I don't slam in, in respect of your tightness, but my actions must have been just right, because you inhale sharply, but smile. Instead of continuing to kneel, I lay myself down on you and start thrusting in and out. Supporting myself on my elbows, I stare into your eyes and keep thrusting. I am not wasting any time at the moment, I can sense your passion, and I want to fuel that fire as best I can. As your head rocks back and forth with each thrust, you laugh up at me and say with a smile:.