He entered my fauxgina and I justmoaned like a slut, the stimulation to my trapped sissy clit felt soincredible. Mentally, I wondered if I should try ...to stop him, but Icouldn't, the desire and the feelings were so incredible.So I just laid there and willingly accepted his fucking of me. He thenbegan passionate kissing me as much as he was fucking me in my fauxgina,and I just moaned some more. I wanted to say "No" but all I could do wassay, "Yes, please, don't stop." it felt so good. I soon had. She was ecstatic, had no control over herself. I lifted her legs over my shoulder and tongue fucked her for a while. Her vagina was soaked with her juices. All I could hear was her moans. I dropped my boxers off and got on the bed in missionary position. I kissed her while I rub my penis over her vagina. I positioned the tip for the entry but it was quite tight. My penis is a little above 7 and 3.5 at the most. I tried for a while but it kept slipping. My brother had already given me the lube. "Y.. yeah, that's a good... height," he stammered. Angie smiled at his stammering. She knew she had gotten to him and it pleased her that she was able to make him so flustered. But she wasn't quite finished with her little game. "Okay, that should just about do it. Your drain should be running fine now," he said, after a couple more minutes work. "Oh thank goodness! Just in time - the kids will be home in a few hours and I can actually get dinner on the table on time too," she said. "Well I'm. I want to bury my cock inside you and make you cum.” I turned over, and she pulled me onto my hands and knees. I could see myself in the mirrored wardrobes opposite the bed. The tight pink bra pulled my chest into a cleavage framed through the white fur edging. My arse wiggled, encased in the satin, and the fur edging rubbed over my garter belt and stockings. I could see the pink boots which squeezed my stockinged ankles. But it was my expression that fascinated me. Startled eyes lined.