She has always been and still is a tom boyish girl, with her short black hair and her long skinny legs. She never got into dresses and the other frill...y things other girls her age were into, she always wore jeans and t shirts and never showed any more of her body than she had to. I remember the fight she put up when her mother made her wear a swimsuit instead of her normal shorts ant t-shirt while on vacation. This year was a little different, she started wearing those short cotton shorts and. He reached inside those pretty knickers and pulled out hiscock.The sissy was hard, dripping and more aroused than she'd ever seen. Hiscock was covered in a pink ribbon, thin and wrapped around the shaftbefore ending in a large bow near his balls. She laughed and said it wasperfect. She asked Miss Moore if this was her doing and she said yes,that he needed to be reminded that his cock was the property of the womenin his life and no longer his play thing. Miss Clarke reached down, tookChrissy's. They lived a couple of hours out of the city in the bush, so we planned to drive out to see them for the weekend.We packed the car, got in, and headed off mid-morning to see them. Like all country trips, this was the opportunity to talk about anything and everything. Along the way we started talking about the guest room in her parent's house, and how the bed really squeaked and groaned. "We're not going to be able to make love while we're down there, they'll hear us", she said. "What's worse,. I was my daddy's Japanese car, whenever my "Itchy Pussy", needed scratching, it meant I needed a cock to go deep and scratch inside it, I wanted to be fucked, so we adopted a simple saying for me to whisper into his ear, "Scratch my back daddy", something you see a lot of daughters asking their loving fathers, to stroke their naked backs and when no one is looking, delve deep between her buttocks, and feel her wet warmth between swollen labia, before plunging deep and satisfying her need, if.