Is your hair naturally blonde?” Meg retorts though it is obvious that in Mrs. O’Brian’s age, her hair should be gray. It was a dye job and a rea...ly nice one at that. Danny chokes on a laugh, Meg smiles sweetly, and Mrs. O’Brian just glares at her before sinking back onto the couch.“I thought we were leaving the interrogation until after dinner, Marge,” Danny’s father sternly says to his wife, and the woman just humphs and turns away from Meg, “Can I treat you to a drink, Meg?” Mr. O’Brian says,. I was surprised to find out that my desire tolook good seemed to have been amped up. Again, it didn't feel unnatural,and I knew with all of my heart that it wasn't from some kind ofmanipulation by the 'powers that be'. I just really, really, liked thoseclothes.The morning continued that way. The boys kept getting 'boys' presents,and I kept getting 'girls' presents. And I was totally fine with that!Granted, not all of the presents I got were girls' stuff. In fact, I gotquite a few of the things. “Don’t make me wait, cum with me now, right now,” I tell Roger as I squirt in huge spasms and watch him groan and shudder as he blows a huge load for me.Exactly one week later Suzi is due to visit us. In the lead up to her visit Roger informed me she was a little younger than us, honey blond, spoke with a soft German accent, a slim body and really good firm, big tits.As we showered together after trimming each other’s pubic hair so that we both have a long identical patch over our sex, I asked. "Don't take it out!" she screeched, her hips rotating frantically. She wrenched her body and slammed her pussy down on her father's cock, grinding her clit on his groin. Another orgasm rifled through her pussy.Harry was exhausted. He dropped back, his cum-coated cock popping from her tight ass. He saw his cum dribbling from her ass. "Jesus," he rasped, falling back on the floor to watch her ride her father.With her asshole empty, Crissy rode her father's cunt-splitting cock with wild.