He liked her light brown hair more than any other girl's, it flowed behind her as she ran in Sports Day, and even though they were on different teams ...he was in Spurs, she was in Everton – a short lived attempt to make the school teams more 'relevant'. But only to boys, and the boys who liked football hated being in a team named after a team they didn't actually support. The following year they reverted to Red, Green, Blue, Gold – Yellow being seen as derogatory), he screwed up his courage and. I looked rather androgynous really, which helped me inasmuch as I enjoyed dressing up as a girl for private pleasure. I say private pleasure because I had never plucked up the courage to go out in public. In fact, I had never even told anyone about my cross-dressing. I also say private because the act of dressing up as a girl invariably resulted in sexual pleasure through masturbation. Ever since I was a young boy I had cherished the look and feel of soft feminine underwear adorned with pretty. Both of them are fondling me. The hands switch positions. The noise of the group seems to disappear, as I concentrate on the wonderful feeling of my daughter and her friend rubbing my hurting cock."Daddy, are you enjoying the concert?" I am now." Good"One hand is holding my shaft at the base and the other is pumping me slowly. The last thing I want to do is cum on the back of their shorts. Jane is not stupid and she would recognize cum stain."Girls, if you keep doing that I will cum all over. You will leave here today with that changed. You know it will hurt and you know I will not be gentle.”She winced and moaned at hearing my intentions. Many times we discussed her past failed attempts at anal sex. She always stopped when it hurt too much. Sadly, the men she had let try were always too fearful to push on. She wanted it and I knew it. She knew I had been brutal this way before. She knew at this moment it was going to happen.I moved my free hand underneath her to her crotch. I found.