..I can explain." No need. I have eyes," Dad said."Dad, I know I shouldn't be wearing Mom's clothes," I said pleadingly."You aren't," Dad said."I kno...w I.... Wait, what?" I donated all your mother's clothes a couple months after she passedaway. It was too painful to have them around. I could smell yourmother all around, even..." he said haltingly. "Even in my sleep. Thoseclothes, they're mine."I sat down on a kitchen chair with the piece of bread from my incompletesandwich still in my hand. . I stuck my tongue far out to allow him to get the depth he desired. His wild grunts and groans told me he appreciated my effort."Bitch, you really know how to use your mouth like a good little whore…”He whispered as he smiled.I continued engulfing his shaft with my mouth and throat when I felt his hand grab my curly blond hair and pull me back."Let’s see what else you have for me, bitch…” He grunted at me.So I stood up and unzipped my skirt; pulling it down to my ankles. I felt the light breeze. It was followed by another white stream that may have climbed even higher.“He’s coming, he’s coming so much,” Lucy said in amazement. Her finger pressed harder on her clit and a bolt of sheer pleasure shot through her pussy. She couldn’t take her eyes off his spewing dick just like his eyes were locked on one of her pictures. Fat streams of cum fell through the air as her pussy shuddered again and again.When the waves of orgasmic sensuality ebbed, Lucy made her way back to her room. She fell to. After watching the movie, I looked over at Dave, and noticed he had a little hard on. As the guy on screen was fucking the cross dresser, I asked him what role got him excited, and he said the part of the cross dresser. I asked him if he fantasized about fucking the cross dresser, or being the cross dresser. He then said he fantasized about being the cross dresser. He then said he wanted me to make love to him, as he was dressed as a woman. I thought this over for a moment, and felt my cock.