Her fabulous arse filled the satin material to the full. Leaning forward she clipped the matching suspenders onto her silk stockings and stepped into ...the black patent leather high-heeled shoes. Brushing her long blonde hair again, she was finally ready. She turned towards me and smiled. God, she was beautiful.Emma practised her most provocative walk as she reached and bent over to open her bedside drawer. Removing a brown paper bag, she walked towards me and placed the bag in my hand. Inside I. I don't know. OK, I admit it! I have feelings for BOTH of them. There! Are you happy now?" In that case," said Denise, her voice heavy with emotion, "I don't mind admitting that the thought of sleeping with my daddy makes me want to rub too. Maybe you and I had better sleep together. At least you can't make me pregnant." DENISE!" squealed Cindy.There were giggles and the sound of soft thuds, as each girl grabbed a pillow and started an impromptu pillow fight.Dave felt Dick's hand on his sleeve,. ..”Kyle laughed, “It’s okay. You can say your baby. We aren’t going to pretend this happened any other way than the way it did. For public dissemination we’ll just say I’m the baby daddy and not announce what happened. Nashville has a crazy rumor mill that would spit us out in little pieces if they really knew.”“Errr, Kyle, you know we have reality TV crews around here all the time. Sooner or later that small fact is apt to be revealed. You might think about how you want to handle it before the. Perhaps that dynamic had changed in Dianna's mind.Once inside our door, the gorgeous shemale attacked me as though she hadn't had sex in a year. We didn't so much have sex as engage in a prolonged, frantic fuck, replete with bruised ribs, love bites, pinched, sore nipples, and stretched, aching holes. Afterward, we lay together, spooned, with me in her arms. We were both shivering; physically and emotionally spent. Dianna murmured into my ear."Would you tell me about you and Angie if I asked?"I.