Didn’t know how she would take it, her dad dressed as her mom. She asked me on day if I still dressed up like a girl. I looked at her and said yes. ...She asked me why I had not dressed up in front of her. I told her I didn’t know how she wanted me to dress as a girl. She smiled and said she would love it, for me to be her mom. I said ok and went to my room and dressed in my panties and tee shirt. My daughter would always call me when she was on her way home with one of her friends. She would call. Beatrix followed giving a small finger wave to her mother whosmiled with amusement. As they sat down, Muriel instantly started."You know I always wanted to have a sister." And Candace doesn't count?"She shrugged her shoulders. "Well she's more like a younger version ofmom, with you, we can do makeovers, talk about boys, and maybe goclubbing together or something."Beatrix's eyebrow rose again. "I'm cool with that, but to be honest,not how I thought this conversation would go. But I need to. As she sat down he pulled the panties aside and his cock rubbing against her pussy easily parted the very wet lips and slid deep into the warm wet cavern of a very hot blond.He could feel the head sliding deeper and the blond flexed her ass and pussy muscle gripping his cock making him moan. The tight grip she had around his fully imbedded cock was sending wonderful shocks through his body.He had Ursula by the leash and now directed his attention to her. Yanking on the leash he pulled her to. .In my ass,” she stuttered in between anguished moans. “Ass...hole!” I corrected, tightening my grip on her hair. “Asshole!” she blurted back in response as I drove particularly deep inside her. “Your dick is in my asshole!”I smiled in response, drawing my cock from her tight little ring before slamming back inside. “And where is it going next?” I asked, my voice seething with lust. “I...in...my mouth,” she answered meekly. “Why?”“B...because, I’m a dirty fucking whore!” As soon as those.