She did as instructed and not saying a word opened herself up so that both John and I could see deep into her vagina. "I might need some of this," Joh... said pouring the lube right into her upturned pussy and then all over his thick black rod. Katie looked up at John with her pretty blue eyes in apprehension as he knelt down and placed his massive head to her entrance. He rubbed her with it until the mouth of her vagina was stretched around the tip of his cock. Then he pushed until the head. He said, “I wear the bustier for back support, is also makes my breasts a bit bigger but not real big.” I said, “how long have you been wearing these things?” He shrugged and said, “ever since my mother let me dress in her clothes when I was in my teens.” Wow, I thought what a wonderful mother, I wished mine had dressed me.He told me how he wished we could all wear our unders as outers and just live in a world of sensuality beyond our present societal dreams. I reached out and felt his cock,. “It doesn’t really prove anything other than Monsieur M likes to watch what seems to be underage porn, we know that.” He leaned forward. “The thing is, Michael, we’d like to know what else is on his computer. We don’t really care about his porn collection, unless it’s got seriously hardcore stuff and underage models, or unless it gives us leads to his trafficking operation, like faces we recognize from the girls and boys we’ve picked up.”I didn’t say anything. I had a feeling I knew where this. About thirty minutes later, I heard them go down stairs, and kiss goodbye. I couldn’t sleep, for thinking about my young daughter fucking and sucking that massive cock. My hand kept sliding between my legs, stroking my special place. I couldn’t stop my self; I felt like a schoolgirl again, masturbating under the covers. It felt really good, as I hadn’t had real sex for over a year. I was woken by the sound of the front door closing; it was 8.00a.m.To avoid arguing over breakfast, my daughter.