Well something you gotta know first. My family follows sikhism so I have a beard, a mustache and body hair which I cannot remove because of religious ...reasons. But it is a blessing in disguise because I have long hair which complements my cross dressing, but the fact remains I am a closet crossdressser.So there I was, lying in my bed the day after my sixteenth birthday, with a terrible hangover from an array of drinks I had at my party the night before. All I could remember was that I had come. ” Still not looking at him, she reached up and quickly unfastened the rest of the buttons on her blouse, then pulled it open and tugged it so it slid off her shoulders. Then she turned towards him again, holding her blouse open and arching her back slightly so that her breasts in their violet silk brassiere were prominently displayed. After a moment she let go of her blouse and let it slide down her arms to the seat behind her.Her eyes were still downcast as she spoke. “There, I’ve stripped. "As she left she threw one further comment at us. "Listen up you guys, nofunny business tonight, he's not fit enough just yet - and you girl willneed all your strength for tomorrow!"Like two naughty children we blushed and nodded.I cuddled up to him until his evening meal arrived; all I could have waswater, my tummy grumbled when I smelt his meal, so I went for a walkwhile he ate.I returned in an hour and resumed my place next to him on the bed, Ibroached the subject of a double wedding and he. Daddy was kissing Mommy and saying how much he loved the taste of Cassy’s little pussy and juices on her mouth. Cassy was trying to get her normal breathing back. Daddy moved over to Cassy, kissing her lovely small butt since she laid on her belly. “I love looking at you when you’re like this, Cassy honey,” he said, and followed it up with kisses from her tight little butt to her shoulders, and then slowly and lovingly back down all the way to the bottom of her feet. “OOH, that tickles,.