I knew Mum was going to try to persuade me to wear them.I frowned showing her that it was a lost cause. I was determined not tolook like a sissy. Mum ...explained that at weddings, pageboys wear theseas it is a tradition. She said I was lucky, because in the olden days,boys wore tights and a frilly jacket. That did shut me up a bit. But Ialso thought that they could have said no. If I knew what I would haveto wear, I would have said no. Mum must have guessed I was thinking thatbecause she said. It wasn’t until I heard about you and the back deck with all the guys when I found myself getting turned on. Then it was curiosity to see what you would do if you lost a bet and how far it could go. When I saw you dressed up for the first time I was amazed at how great you looked. I wasn’t sure if you would go through with being told to go down on all the guys but when I saw you sucking on all those cocks and taking those strap-ons the way you did, I found myself getting turned on more and. She could write nicely with her right hand again. She walked around the house without assistance, but used a cane going outside to ensure her stability. She could perform most basic tasks so the homemaker only came couple of hours a day to take her out and performed any special task that was needed. Outside the house and with company, our behavior towards each other remained exactly the same as always. She put on minimal makeup herself but never lipstick so not to get any on me. People gave us. "She kissed me deeply again. I felt the blue balls pain start to build up in me. Aunt Krista got on her back and spread her legs far apart. I got in her cunt with no assistance. Her legs wrapped around my waist and I began fucking her again. She gave no further instructions or demands she just let me fuck. It was hot and we were sweaty but I didn't want to stop. My orgasm was close. I decided to pick her up and fuck her while standing. With her legs on my shoulders and her arms wrapped.