I was finally at least going to watch her have sex with him. A little more talking and I might…get to fuck him myself. …..I know he likes me, and ... see him sneaking looks at my tits and body all the time. Now to just have Jerri…’move over’ ..and let Trina have a turn on your dad. ….Damn, he can sure make me wet. -----…..I told Jerri that after Trina was asleep to come to my bedroom. We both wanted to have more glorious sex. Late that night I hear my bedroom door slowly open. It’s dark, but I. Maybe an adorable blouse and some white thigh highs,” she says. “I, uh…” “Would you try on some clothes?” she asks. “Here? Now?” Is she serious?“No, in the changing room silly,” she laughs. “Wait… you really want me to try on girl clothes?” “Of course, you definitely have the look for it,” she says. “I can’t, I…” ‘Yes you can, just try it. Please. Would you do it for us?” she asks, sticking out her bottom lip. “I… I…”“We’ll make it worth your while,” she, a devious grin shows on her face. She. For three hours we drove first on the minor roads then on to the Motorway until we entered London and drove into an underground car park in a building close to the river.My three escorts stayed by my side until we were outside an unmarked door on one of the top stories of the building. It had to be high for I could see the top of the other buildings when I entered the reception room which had a large picture window overlooking the city.My escorts handed me over to a man in civilian clothing but. She brushed the tip of the crop across my nipples, first one then the other. She flicked it down against the right, then the left. Then she brushed it over them again. She did this routine a couple of times and each time I realized they were becoming more sensitive to the rub of the crop. I found myself actually wanting her so flick them then touch them with the little piece of leather. I looked down and realized my cock was dancing like it had a mind of its own. She stopped using the crop on.