She could hear another few men around the room and when this one had pulled out she stayed in her position: chest pressed into the bed, knees spread, ...ussy in the air as the next young manhood stepped up behind her. Her mind was filled with bliss from her climax, and she swayed her ass playfully until his hands grabbed her hips and raped her. She smiled. Her face and tits were pounded rhythmically into the bed. As long as she had a hard dick in her pussy, she felt at home. His warm shaft pulsed. He had to ask her to be more modest, if just to keep him from getting turned on. It wouldn't do to get a hard on from looking at his daughter.One evening while she was out, and without even thinking about why he was doing it, he went into her room. He looked around. He took in her smells. The smells of a teenage girl. There were pictures and posters and teddy bears and sports trophies and her laptop ... all the usual trappings of a 15 year old.He went to her hamper and opened it and looked at. Dr Patel thought I wasmore frail and delicate than Lourdes.When I got home I told Lourdes that I had been diagnosed as sufferingfrom severe depression. I did not want her to tell anyone.Lourdes had a big grin on her face for one moment and a compassionatelook on her face the next. She was clearly pleased she had beenvindicated as she said "I knew it! Simon it's time to meet your innerSimone. I think you will be surprised at how much you enjoy becomingSimone and how much it helps you."I. “Jesus Robbie! Make a noise! What’re you doing?” she laughed. “I… I wanted to ask you about something…” I said bashfully. “What, Honey?” “Well you said you would show me how to CLEAN myself… so it’s not messy…” I said embarrassed. “Ohhho… I will Honey. Just not right now. We can definitely do that another night though, Okay?” She asked while rubbing the bar of soap over her neck and shoulders. “Okay…” I said and lingered watching her as she rubbed the suds all over her fat tits and chubby.