I was her daddy."Okay," she whispered.She wiggled her hips as she slid the little white panties down and bent over, pushing them past her thighs and s...epping out of them. She stood up straight, her little hands crossing in front of her pussy. She squirmed in place, and I could see what I wanted to see.Her little pussy was clean-shaven, and her pussy lips were just peeking out between her legs, the nub of her clit barely hidden within her warm folds. I don't know what possessed me to speak, but. . big one ... with artificial snow and jumpers. And ... AND ... I was not very politely asked to move along.I stopped at the Top of the World where I learned that petrified fish could be found in the white streak in the mountain dead across Beartooth Lake. Some were very complete and others were body only.Sure I stopped ... the walk was too far.When I finally rented a room at the hotel ... I slept the sleep of the dead. I woke up ravenous ... so back to the Road Kill ... Flat Cats ... Single or. I stopped rubbing her clit, and just kept on kissing and licking her warm backside - even now it makes my heart race. She got on top of me, and we had "normal" sex for a while. I reached round and started gently slipping my finger into her butt every time she seemed to be close to coming. She gave me a fake "shocked" look, saying something about me being "rather naughty". I took my finger out, to which she replied "I didn't tell you to stop!!" We moved to the missionary position and carried. A confident woman stared back, youcould tell that she was wearing makeup, but it appeared to be naturaland fresh. The wig fit her face perfectly, and as she moved her headfrom side to side I felt the wig move as if it was my own hair. I wasshocked and yet very pleased at seeing the feminized version of my face.I was released from my cape by Patrice and directed to the full lengthmirror to view my entire head to toe transformation as Simone. I stoodup in my high heeled boots, and walked towards.