I had chosen the gown after a conversation with my father, but had underestimated just how much it enhanced her beauty. I felt blood rush to my face a... I held the tray out to her and my father.Laura smiled and my father laughed. "He likes the nightgown, nutgirl," he said."Look at him blush."Laura elbowed him in the ribs, but laughed as well. "I didn't hear any complaints from you last night, husband to be." She then reached out to take the tray. "Are you really that accepting for all of this. I found myself getting turned on again as much as I didn't want to. Ordid I? I saw that the cum had mostly become a thin watery looking messwith just a few tiny streaks of creamy looking splotches in it. Guessthat's why it so easily slid down my legs. I kept my legs up but liftedmy torso so I could look at it better, and when I did my legs spread wideapart and most of that watery goo soaked into my now exposed and wideopen pussy. I wasn't expecting that and it felt a little cold but veryerotic. My eyes are locked onto the beautiful stone of the pillar. I know that I'm not supposed to move, or turn my head, I'm supposed to be a still as the stone. So I try and focus on it. It's pinkish, and subtly colored with veins of paler stone running through it. The word 'travertine' floats into my brain from some half-remembered geology class.But as much as I try to focus my attention on the pillar I can't help but feel the presence behind me. The skin on my back tingles like it's electrically. Being a lifelong crossdresser,I loved big tits along with dicks. I'd usually jack off by watching freemovies or reading TV/TG stories and then go to bed. It was a pretty lameexistence really. Kristy knew I liked women's clothes but had no realidea to the extent. I had built up a huge wardrobe, as well asentertained a few extra curricular activities as Sabrina. It was my darkdeep secret that she would never learn about.I would have loved for my wife to play with me and fool around.