It was during those years that I discovered my affinity towards dressing up like a girl. I raided my mother’s wardrobe and attempted to dress up in ...her clothes, often failing, since I didn’t know how to wear a saree, or put on make-up. I satisfied myself by wearing something easier, like a salwar-kameez. I would often spend a few hours dressed like that, walking around the house in a feminine manner. Then, I’d rush to undress and replace the clothes before my folks came home. This went on for a. As she rolled on to her side, I could feel her still-wet pussy pressing into my belly. I could feel it move and could feel the trail left by her pubic hair against my hairless body. I moved my arm and started gently playing with her pussy, sliding my finger into her vaginal slit and rubbing it in and out softly.Slowly Laura rolled on to her back and I knew this was the signal that she wanted me to get her off too. I'd fingered her off several times before and enjoyed it almost as much as having. "I wouldn't want to be pawed by a bunch of guys."I frowned, her eyes grew distant, like she was thinking about something, and a flush grew on her cheeks. "What?" I asked her.Ashley frowned at me in confusion."You had this weird look in your eyes," I told her.She smiled, "Just imagining how much fun I could have in a jacuzzi." When do you start?" Next week. They want me to work Fridays and Saturdays and maybe pull a shift in the middle of the week."When I got home from work on Wednesday, I found. .." Dave didn't get to finish his statement. Jennifer suddenly lurched forward, grabbed him and pulled him to her and kissed him.When she pulled away, gasping for air, she looked into his eyes and said, "Fuck me, little brother. Fuck me now!"Dave nodded, giving in to the inevitable. He stood up. Without missing a beat, Olivia grabbed the waistline of his pants and briefs and pulled them down to his ankles in one smooth motion. Jennifer's eyes immediately traveled down her younger brother's body.