.. fuck me, daddy..." you whimper, squirming on the bed."Beg me, you little slut," I snarl into your ear, and you respond as a daughter would; obedien...ly."Please, daddy. I want your cock in me. I need you to fuck me, need you to **** me. Please, please, pleaaaase, daddy," you whine, begging. "Fuck me, daddy, please, please, please..."My teeth are gentle as they tug at your earlobe. "Are you going to be a good little slut for daddy?" I ask softly. "Are you going to be daddy's whore?"The words. But, you need to act like a girl, feel like a girl and above all BE a girl. You can only do that with practice, practice, practice. Can you get that through you thick skull?''No need to get personal,' I said with a sniff.With that she sighed, shook her head, mumbled to herself and went into the bathroom.As you can tell, gentle and patient reader, I was still a bit reluctant about going out dressed as a girl. In the back of my mind I had the thought that I might be exposed as a man in drag.. "Meiersdottir inclined her head in acknowledgment, and the next few minutes were filled with small talk about how matters had been progressing aboveground and polite inquiries from Gagugakhing about Meier. In time, however, the native ran out of conversational topics and a silence fell, stretching out until Igwanda recognized that whatever reason for which they'd been summoned, it was something that made the mothers profoundly uncomfortable. His wife's patient waiting would in time elicit an. ‘So much for the sexy presentation’, she thought and smiled at him sweetly. He undid his robe, but didn’t take it off. Just as she expected, his body was strong and muscular, bronze tan was covering his entire skin, without any telltale signs of whiteness where the swimming trunks would normally block the sun. ‘Very nice’, she thought and almost gasped at the size of his cock. It was fairly big, nothing out of the ordinary; what did make her eyes widen was the thickness of it. It could have.