Cindy gagged and Frank pulled back and out of her mouth. “That was good baby, but they wanted to see me do something else.”Frank pulled his daught...r back up and pushed her back onto the bed. “Lift your hips up baby.” Frank said. Cindy complied. In this position, Cindy had her stomach flexed and it showed off her perfectly toned stomach. I wanted in that moment nothing more than to be Frank. Frank reached under her raised hips and unzipped the back of her skirt then pulled it down and off her. “„And he gave you five bucks for a little talking?“„Sorry dad, but it was a little more than talking!“„How much more?“„In three words? O.K.! Mouth, pussy, ass!“„What? What does that mean, Cindy?“„Father John said he isn't sure, if it's o.k. what we have planned, and he wanted me to show him what Melissa and I had planned to do today and so I showed it to him!“„You showed him what?“„I took his cock out of his pants and after a while he fucked my little pussy and my petty bum!“„You nasty. Especially I would loveto be smaller in the waist and bigger around the hips. My breast implantsgave me the dimensions I wanted up top, but I couldn't yet afford to getsimilar implants on my butt. So I took every opportunity to use designtricks to get closer to my desired look.Sipping more coffee, I went to my dresser to pick out my underwear. Irummaged through my panties and picked out a plain beige thong. Eventhough I still had a penis, the years of female hormones had eliminatedmy ability to. There was an animalistic hunger swimming in her stare. It lingered on mine for an instant then dropped back to my bulge. I slid the material lower. She could see my flat stomach and the hair that descended into the shorts. Then the swollen root of my cock was exposed, trapped between the material and my skin. As I lowered the fabric further, more of my length was exposed, veined with thick blue cords. Then finally the band passed beneath the swollen mushroom shaped head of my cock as it sprang.