The clock sounded 9:30. I had not realized that I had been playing with myself for such a long time. Soon mom would be home and here I was sitting...on the couch with my legs wide and soiled shorts. Reaching down for the remote I turned off the TV. My legs wobble a bit as I stood up. I had to place my hand on the couch to steady myself. My still enlarged clit being really sensitive as I closed my legs. Even my soiled wet shorts were wedged up between my puffy labia’ s. Creating. I did love her. But, she got back together with her former boyfriend ... Katie's daddy ... she married him."Michelle got silent for a few minutes as I continued driving along and kept fondling her hair. It was so soft. I was starting to get a little melancholy as I thought about how much I'd missed Lindie all the years she was gone.Then another shot from Michelle brought me back. "Dad, do you want mom as your sex partner?"OH BOY! How do you answer a question like that? "Sure kid! I want to play. His reflections were interrupted by Mummy firmly guiding him into theNursery and onto the soft padded changing table. The vinyl covering waspastel-pink with a pattern of Barbie's smiling face endlessly repeated.He obediently lay back on the cool top and raised his legs, and a healthydollop of Johnson's nappy rash cream was spread around his botty crack,all around his winking opening - inside and out - and then into thecreases at the tops of his thighs. Jane topped that off with a liberalcoating. "Veronica, sweetie? Welcome to womanhood." Withthat, Veronica closed her eyes, and leaned forward.Chapter 4:Something inside of her broke. The conflicting feelings of disgust andexcitement were still there, but any and all resolve were gone. She threwherself into this feminine work as fully and completely as she could,mimicking all of the feminine sounds and actions she could think of frommovies and videos she had seen of girls in her position. The first tastewas surprisingly pleasant. She had.