To my estimate, these seemed to be 14 and 15-year-old kids, but some might possibly have been younger. My guess was that they were from brothels owned...by Big Ed, but I had no way to be sure. Anyway, the kids looked like they were having fun, but I could not be certain.In addition to the fucking demonstration, I could catch sight of two naked girls under the table giving blowjobs to Big Ed and the bishop, and I wondered if the bishop was staying the night. This was too big an affair for me to. I dropped her shirt, stripped naked and together we went in the bathroom and hand washed her t shirt. I rolled it in a towel then threw both into the dryer. With the dryer running we went to the living room where she sat on my lap, her naked smooth pussy sitting right on top of my hairy crotch. The contact of her little pussy sparking some life back into me. I asked her if she had ever had anything up inside of her lightly stroking her slit. She shook her head no. I told her that I needed to. Wanting to get his mind off her statement, at least until she could prove Thomas existed as a ghost, she twirled in her slip."So daddy, do I look good or what?" she said. She failed to notice the slip rose up as she spun and Mark had a glimpse of his daughters blond triangle again. His cock sprang to instant erection and he held her baby doll top in front of it so Sarah wouldn't see it."Yeah baby you look hot," he said and then whistled. "Put your uniform on and see if it covers." Sarah dressed. I know I was being rude, but I could not help butstare at this person and what she was wearing...Now, let me explain. I suppose I could be classed as ultra feminine. Ido love fashion, clothes and exploring my womanly attributes, much tothe horror of my bank account. One of my former partners would say thatI am like this because I am trying to over-compensate for my taste incompanions, who knows!! But I do drive all my friends crazy, with theamount of time and money that I spend on my clothes,.