After a while he mentioned that he missed his daughter being at home so that’s why he liked c***dren being around. He then asked if I would dress an... pretend to be her for a while. I was excited when he put me in her clothes and my little cock was sticking out when he put her knickers on me. So I wore a little gingham dress white cotton knickers and white knee high socks. He was very gentle and just played with me as if I was his daughter, again nothing sexual, but making sure I wore several. Seeing my distress, he explained that he brought me here so that I could use the sink to clean off my ankle chain. And that he had been wanting to talk to me about something anyway. "Do you know how dangerous it is to stroll by the construction site looking like that? Someone could get hurt because you were distracting them!" I replied that I had no idea what kind of distraction he was talking about, and headed toward the door. He stepped in front of me to block my escape and the driver came. It was truly better than the first time we kissed and it seemed to go on for ages and ages. It was one thing I didn't want to stop doing. Those lips were so beautiful and soft and kissable.Your hands moved slowly over my body, stopping and softly exploring different places. My nipples were so hard from the temptation of it all and I was throbbing so hard. I could feel how badly you wanted me when my hands went lower. Then our clothes started coming off.I could hardly breathe! Your hands were. This was the workroom necessary toput this beauty together each afternoon. Her bathtub was draped withdrying lingerie and true stockings. Her large counter covered with makeupand lotions and the room opened into her dressing room and bedroombeyond. I paused as I reviewed the sheer hose, my fingers touch thematerial. I stepped to the doorway and saw the many dresses, work gownsand so many pairs of heels in different styles and heights. Beyond I sawa large dresser, the upper drawer open and the.