The winding road through the patchwork quilt of farms, ducked under the canopy of a cool forested area, before coming out few moments later, to the gl...mpsed splendour of a French chateau between the mature oak trees. Turning onto the narrow bridge, barely wider than the covered carriage they were in, made Arabella nervous, peering over the edge of the carriage, at the murky water below. As they crossed over the wide moat surrounding the Chateau, the trepidations vanished from her face. "I kissed Daddy on the mouth but it was kind of sloppy as my little body was still being rocked by Uncle Phil fucking my ass.Then he panted, "I'm gonna cum Sabrina. Where do you want it honey?" In my pussy!" I cried immediately, without even thinking twice.When he pulled out I instantly rose up, Daddy's rapidly deflating cock flopping out as I arched my back, presenting my cum filled pussy to Phil.One of his hands slid down to grasp my hip while I presume the other one guided him in because. The sudden movement caused her head to spin a bit and I used those seconds to unhook her bra. Her head cleared as I pushed her down on her back and her hands flew up to cover her tits and while that was happening I hooked my fingers in the waist band of her panties and in one quick motion I had them down to her ankles. By the time that registered and she tried moving her legs to stop me I had her panties off of her and in my hand and I was looking down at her.It was a startling sight.She was. I alsowore my long blonde wig, which was a favorite of mine. A splashof femmy perfume completed me. And if I could, I would'vepicked myself up. I was feeling so very feminine.Terri wasn't there this month as she had to be out oftown, but I was well liked by everyone and just hung out witheveryone and loved sharing girl talk. We were taking turnsbuying drinks and when it came my turn to buy, I got up andtugged at my tight mini skirt so as to not show my lacy stockingtops, walked up to the bar.