I told her that I needed to play for the senior first eleven hockey team but could do the performance we had been practising for – just not her orch...stra practice that night.”Joanne nodded. She could see that she was going to have to force her younger sister over her lap. So much the better. Always much more fun when either her twin brother or sister resisted. It meant she could punish them harder and take much more time doing it than if they meekly removed their clothes and went over her knee. “MMMmmm…. Please keep fucking me like that, Daddy!” Amanda coos as I steady my pace…I’m looking at you now, Olivia as I pound my cock into Amanda: “Does Olivia like fucking Daddy like a little slut whore?”Amanda: “Ohhh God, yes Daddy! Keep fucking me like I’m a dirty slut! I’m your dirty slut whore daughter, Daddy!”You watch me as I thrust my hard cock in and out of your friend, making wet, slapping sounds as her ass meets my hips. “Daddy loves fucking Olivia’s little slut pussy!” I groan as I. I bring my hand to your butt, straighten out a finger and slowly slide it in your ass. Your hips rock down shoving my finger deep in your ass as you softly moan. I lick from your butthole up to your soaked pussy, licking the juices that are leaking from you as I go. My finger in your butt slowly moves in and out of you, my tongue licking softly up and down your wet slit. I add a second finger to your butt, and then use those fingers to feed your pussy to my eager tongue, licking up your creamy. I wiggled them, stillnot fully believing that they were my own with their new look.She paid and we exited the store, and I was transfixed with the feelingof polish on my fingernails as they felt so much smoother than before,and almost a tiny bit heavier too. They were the most permanent part ofmy getup, and stood out against my otherwise still masculineappearance. Anyone who took a look under my clothes might seeotherwise, but on the surface they were small pools of femininity whichstood out to.