Just as she was getting ready to lift herselfoff and begin fucking herself in earnest, she felt a nudge at her backand before she knew it, Jenny was t...rusting her strapon in Betty's ass.Betty nearly lost it right there, but she remembered herself in time."May I please fuck my self until I cum, Mistresses?" she whimpered.Sarah gave her a smug smile and said, "Very well, you have pleased us. Goahead." Betty promptly began thrusting herself up and down on the twococks impaling her. The chains on. I asked him what day would be best, and we decided to do it the next night, which was only three days from the last time he came over. I told Lisa the plan, and she immediately started kissing me. I asked her if she was getting horny thinking about him coming over, and she assured me that she didn’t have any feelings for him at all… that she was just horny for me. She grabbed my dick, which was a clear signal she was up for more. We had great sex for the next thirty minutes, then lay in bed. “It doesn’t work very well without you.”I stood by his chair sipping my coffee. It followed a long day at the hospital and felt a desperate need for some rest. I looked at the flat front of his sweatpants. “You will have to do better than that, Dad. I don’t think there is enough there to wrap a postage stamp around, let alone a panty.”He smiled. “Perhaps you could wear one of your mom’s dresses for a while.”“No Dad, I am not going to wear one of mom’s dresses. I am your daughter, not your. In my experience, it had been the case that most men when faced with my beautiful body and aggressive approach became pretty easy to manipulate and willing to do anything to please me. They didn't even seem that bothered when they discovered the truth about me. In fact, they didn't seem to take much encouragement at all to get down on their knees and take my swollen dick in their mouths. Yes, I had kept one part of my old masculine self still very much alive. My cock was the source of so much.