I went to my room and redressed the bra l padded with loo roll and my knickers were a bit tight the white blouse and blue skirt fitted well, l looked ...t myself in the wardrobe mirror and fixed the ginger wig then l ventured downstairs dressed as my wife’s sissy Cloe.Jolie was sat at the kitchen table, she told me to turn around for an inspection and explained the person coming for a drink was Martin the bloke we first met dogging. They had been meeting after work so he could fuck her, Jolie. Seven bloody giirls her popped before her cried enough and went to sleep in spare room, well one of em, I had twelve bedrooms at last count.I went outside to have a word, “Eee lass thee’s fit.” I says to our Lucy.“What’s this chatting up thee daughter, he’ll be in thee knickers next,” Cocker Drayton joked.“Button it Cocker,” I says, “I means she’s strong as any bloke,” I says.“Well don’t go geting any ideas,” Lucy snapped, “I told thee I’ll not cook and clean for thee, nor go down pit, I’d. I slid her dress up, grabbed both of her ass cheeks and started pulling her towards my mouth so I could start sucking on her wet clit. Her hips were moving nice and slow as to make sure that my tongue was licking her entire pussy. She is getting extremely wet and moaning louder. I slid two of my fingers into her pussy to find her hot spot. When I did, her hips started really moving back and forth in a really nice fucking motion. She is just about ready to cum; I could feel her pussy starting to. A manner that my mother has lacked ever since I knew her.For the next two hours that we studied in her room, Ashley was quite the weird girl. Bless her for trying so hard to get me to act on her submissive desires. At the drop of a hat she'd run along to fetch me a cola from the fridge, or offer me her desk to work at while she sat on the uncomfortable floor. I did my part however unnoticed by me. I treated her with mild indifference and rarely gave her a thanks. In a way, I sort of felt I was.