Billy stands in the middle of the room in front of the mirror, proud and strong. I remove his vest, his trainers, and his shorts. He is stood naked,... legs shoulder width apart, arms to his side, slightly away from his torso, bent at the elbows and fists clenched, and he looks ready to fight.I am in the room with him, but he does not see me, he only sees himself in the mirror, he admires his work, he is everything. I work fast; using a sponge I wipe his body clean. I pour warm water on. "Hey dad...who're you talking to?"Blakemore's head snapped up. It was Danica. His heartpace quickened. He felt a familiar tightening in his testicles."Oh, just myself Dany. What's the matter?" Nothing daddy. I mean...nothing is the matter but I do have something I want to tell you." Danica had become a confident and assertive young woman over the years. Much like himself at her age. But now she seemed like the bashful little girl who had hid her face during his first inauguration. Blakemore. I used to really like it when you stuck your dildo up my ass. I wonder what a man’s cock would feel like. Maybe he can ass fuck both of us, then we can compare notes and get horny and then fuck like bunnies.”“You want to be fucked by a man?” Deb looked like she had been slapped.“Aren’t you going to be fucked in the ass by a guy? I know you used to like it.”“But I’m a woman. You are a man.”“Sherlock! You got it in one!” I winked at her and smiled.“Mike, are you telling me that you might be gay?”. Afterwards, they’d sleep in their separate bedrooms. As time went on the redhead hated to admit it, but she secretly missed having hard cocks fucking her hot pussy. Many times, she’d turned down offers for a date, until after several attempts, by this one guy. Cheryl finally accepted a date with a handsome field agent where she worked named Michael (Mick) Anderson.Mick had heard the rumors about the sexy redhead. That Cheryl had had a child, but had never been married and that she and her.