He was also wearing a lacy camisole top and his face and lips had gained some make up. He even had a bright red wig of wavy shoulder length hair. In a...ll, my sister had transformed our father so he looked, surprisingly convincingly, like a slutty woman."So, guys, what do you think?" Jayne smirked, "You've banged momma's ass, how would you like a piece of daddy slut too?" I do not want to do this," my dad remained red faced behind his make up."Really?" Jayne asked, pulling his skirt around his. The length and thickness of their penises stunned me. Even though they were young, they were much bigger than my husband. After seeing them naked with their rippling muscles and hard cocks, I wanted them in the worst way Zach knelt between my legs and began moving his face towards me. I gasped as I felt his lips kiss my inner thigh near the edge of my panties. He quickly moved his lips to my other thigh, making sure his hot breath passed directly over my mound, and kissed my other thigh. Then I. I lifted my head and kissed him,gently sliding my tongue along his gums and exploring his mouth,blocking out the awful taste of his breath. I guided his memberagainst my pantyhosed thigh and rubbed it there, the underside of hiscock with all those nerve endings rasping against the diaphanous nylonas my painted fingernails gently raked the top of his turgid cock.I began to pump my leg up and down so that he was dry fucking me,similar to what Eddie had done. With my fingers stroking and. It peaked one night when Joel came home and made some pissy comment about something I don't even remember now. I ran crying from the room, locked myself in the bathroom and refused to come out for hours.The outcome from that outburst was that regardless of how heavy his work schedule Joel would be home by five every Wednesday allowing me to get out of the house and away from the pressures for an evening. As the kids got older I passed some of the household duties off to them; things like making.