"Not some nasty pervert-pedophile, you damn bitch, you damn whore!"While he reprimanded her verbally he continued to probe his cock between her teenag...e legs. She wasn't wearing panties, which wasn't a surprise, and soon his cock-head found the glistening wet hole of his daughter's sex. When his member made contact with her cunt her struggle renewed. But on top of her, there between the coffee table and the recliner, she stood no chance of dislodging him. Soon he was able to angrily press his. I picked up my bag of tranny bits, jumped in the car and made my way to a secluded spot to get changed and do my makeup. Needless to say, I ended up looking like a whore – little black mini dress, black/red matching lingerie, black seamed stockings and black patent heels, with makeup to suit. It wasn’t the intention, but I had limited clothes, makeup and experience back in those days. Anyway, once I had done the finishing touches, I then drove to a well known local dogging spot which was once. They took him inside and removed the arm binder. He worked thestiffness out of his muscles and tried to flex away the pain in hisshoulders. Then they unlaced and peeled off the hood. Dora patted himon the cheek. Annie playfully tickled his ears."Well," Dora announced. "We need to get you showered and ready for yourfirst shift at the club." Right," seconded Annie. "The Pink Parrot."The females closely supervised his shower, much to his shame. When theytook him to his room, he looked at. . but that gown isn't meant to be worn with panties." I moved closer, slowly licking my lips . "Let me help you." "I'd like that," she murmured, her face alight with anticipation. Kneeling before her, I reached for the hem of the nightgown, hoisting it up before I slid the lace panties she wore down to her ankles, revealing a gorgeous pussy. I gazed in awe, licking my lips at the mouthwatering sight. She had a neatly trimmed pubic triangle, and her sex was dewy with moisture. Obviously, she was.