For me. We haunted the second hand stores and in a few hours she had assembled a wardrobe to get me through the week. Bras, balloons to stuff it with,...panty hose, even a corset just for kicks. Dresses, slips, a nightgown and such. I swear, by the time we were done I was starting to look foreword to the week as a female, and not just for the challenge of fooling her family. That night she had me model my new clothes, and I was never more turned on in my life.The soft and slippery fabric seemed. You should be a good friend and give me the benefit of your experience, especially as you have taught him how to treat people in this house.”“You little slut! He’s still in my bed and you are eying the opportunity.”I laughed, “Cathy, I’ve used your car, your washing machine, your clothes, and other stuff when you haven’t needed them ... so maybe Dave...?”“ That is different…”“True, those you wanted back.”“Sally!”“Well, you say that bed is the only thing he’s good at, and you don’t want him. " Oooh."[etc.]We continued until I began to tire. Neither of us had had an orgasm to that point, but I could tell that she was getting close. I stopped the thrusting, held my cock as deep into her cunt as I could and rotated my hips several times, as a change of pace to give my weary leg and ass muscles a rest.After a minute or two, I began thrusting again."Uuugh." Oooh."[etc.]After about 5 or 10 minutes (who was keeping time?), I pulled out, much to her chagrin, flipped her over to where she. I later found out Daddy milked my prostate. I was like a possessed slut when Daddy pulled his fingers from my ass I bent over and licked up every drop of my cum off the tile floor and then turned my attention to Mr. Smith my god his cock was hard and tasted so good. I was sucking and stroking his cock moaning never taking his cock from my mouth I said "Thank you Daddy" he slapped my face "Don't speak with your mouth full" he laughed. I was in heaven sucking Daddy's cock I felt like this was.