Please—fuck me!” I knew I would; I knew I must—but not yet. I slipped my finger from her ass. “Are you feeling dirty?” She nodded. “Are yo...u my dirty girl tonight, my whore?” “Oh yes,” she replied. “Yes. I want to be your whore. I’m all yours. You know I am.” As if to punctuate her statement she kissed the tip of my cock, then licked down along its length. She was driving me wild, insane with desire. I so wanted to have her, to take her. “I’m your whore Robert, your slut. Just take me. Show me. I was very ashamed. She continued" we have decided that you’ll be our slave for the rest of your life. You’ll lick our feet daily and do the entire house Chores. We will also be having sex. So be prepared. prashant has a dick better than yours"I was able to say nothing. I was full of shame. I sat silently in front of their feet full of shame. They ignored me and started watching TV, prashant started flirting with Her, they were giggling, kissing, I was just watching them. My wife said why are. ...two sizes too small, and two sizes too small french cut cotton panties, covered by the lower half of a cheerleader skirt, the hem of which just rests on the bulge of his round, tight, full cheeks. He realizes he looks better than any magazine model he has ever seen and he gets so excited his little clitty gets hard. He now realizes he is a girl. He decides then and there he will dress this way fro the rest of his life. So the night passes, Daddy takes the girls home the next morning,. I was bold and I said no it was ok coz that’s a very nice pair of panties. She was shocked to hear that, and she was very embaressed.I asked her if that is the type of panties she wears all the time, and she goes not really. She has different kind. Since all my cousins were sleeping, I decided to ask mami to show me. She was a bit hesitant but was persuaded at my command.She told me not to tell anyone, and I followed behind her. She told me here they are, and said she was going to be right back.