Alaina blinked. I expected power plays, but this seems excessive. She felt a tugging on her bag.“I’ll get that for you,” Will said, stepping pas...t her.She released the bag.Will hung the bag off the coatrack next to the table on a hook on the opposite side from his parents’ coats, then slid into the seat next to his father. He grimaced slightly, just for a moment as he was seating himself when he reached the wall. His father slid in after him, taking the aisle seat.Alaina sat next to his Will’s. I stepped into a gaff and after tucking my cock between my legs and my balls up in their sockets; I pulled it snug and covered it with red lace panties, creating a nice smooth crotch line. I slipped into the gorgeous new red mini-dress my wife had given me. I remember laughing at her warning that I would look good enough to fuck in it. Oh, yes, I did say my wife. You see I am her cross-dressing slave slut husband. When I turned to the mirror I could see that she was right.This was supposed to. Hamare ghar mein 3 floor hai 1 floor par papa mummy aur meri behen ke room they 2 floor par mera room that jissme double bed pada tha aur 3 floor par khali room pada tha guest ke liye. Jab tak mmmy ko ghar nahi laya gaya tab tak mein subah mummy ke pass chala jata tha aur pap waha se aakar apna kaam sabal te they.5 or 6 din baad jab mummy ghar par aa gayi toh mummy ko unke room apne room mein chali gayi rat ke khan eke wqat tak hum sab niche he rehte they aur shaam ko kyunki papa uncle se bade. I brought my arms around her and smothered her in my Versace-scented chest. We held the embrace for as long as possible before my lips longed for hers and I brought my head down towards hers. Those lips…I was out of words…my mind went blank and I was suddenly oblivious to the world around us. We separated slightly and just stared into each other’s eyes, I glanced at her new freckles, her slightly chapped lips still glistening from the Vaseline she applied while she had been waiting for me. We.