Mom and I checked everywhere for stray hairs and found only a few, and I got dressed in jeans and a blouse. We both had our hair was done again as wer... our nails. At home we had a small lunch, then I went to my room to get dressed. Dad had no clue what was going on, and as I pulled on the white satin panties I knew he never would. He was a real man's man in every way. I was a girl now. I sat at my vanity and did my makeup, using brighter colors and deep black eyeliner. The corset went around me. He smiled back but said nothing, “Good,” I thought, “I’ve taught you to behave.” I set my knees down on the cool stone floor and wrapped my lips around his cock. My hand slipped down to its very base and the work that I performed there ensured that Dorzi’s organ remained at full attention. At first I teased him with my mouth, licking and sucking the head of his cock intensely for a minute then stopping to gauge his reaction. This always seemed to leave him with a hint of a doubt as to whether I. I ignored this and applied pressure on her hood with my middle finger. Suddenly she let out a little yelp. With the hand that was still in her lap she grabbed my hair, buried her face in my shoulder and springing her knees apart thrust her pelvis onto my fingers. She was still holding my forehand with her left hand, thus allowing me to go no further than her now protruding clitoris. So i just very gently played with her clitoris, teasing it from side to side and occasionally applying direct. This was no problem at all for me, I had always liked Aunt Jen and often confided in her about things that I wouldn't have even told my parents that was the sort of person she was, you just felt you could tell her or ask her anything.I guess if the word had been in existence then I would have been called a "nerd", I wasn't particularly interested in sport and usually had my head in a book and the few friends I did have were similar. As regards sex my knowledge was sketchy to say the least, most.