“Mmm, you pervy Daddy,” moaned Mommy. “You’re going to eat out our little girl, aren’t you?”Daddy grabbed my rump and squeezed. “You kno... me too well, Michelle.”“Well, I remember what you did to me that day in the field,” Mommy said.Part of me wanted to press her for information right now, but the other part of me felt Daddy’s hands squeezing my rump and his breath caressing my juicy pussy. He was right behind me, about to eat my cunt out.I kept eating out mommy.My cunt squeezed tight. This. As the steel reinforced door was opened at the bottom of the stairs, notthat I should have been surprised any more, but my breath was taken away.The sheer size and equipment on display in this basement was like a wetdream of mine come true, a dream I had had but with one obvious change, Iwas not the submissive one!"Now Jessica, we will train you to be the sissy that you desire to be."I was led to a treadmill and after being told to get on Marcus removedthe chain between my wrist cuffs and. Telling my parents was really difficult; my mother thought that it washer fault that she had been too overly familiar with me, too spoiling.She thought that all I needed was a good woman to put me straight. Myfather, well he blamed my mother as well. Said none of his family hadever been a 'pooftah!' and that it must all be my mother's fault, fromher side of the family. I didn't stay around for much longer after that,I'd made some contacts through the web, and I decided to simply leaverather. His hand brushed against the short, trimmed (nice and Brazilian) pubic hair that lay just beneath her panties. His fingers teased her there for a bit, exploring the area that was so close to where she so desperately needed to be touched, but never quite touching it. She enjoyed this gentle teasing, but eventually could stand it no longer. “Can you stop fucking around and just grab it!” she said with a grin. Will laughed, and delved his hand deeper into Sarah’s underwear and took hold of her.