My mother was trying to hide a smile not wanting Kate to know that she had arranged this scenario. Kate was surprised, her hands fluttering between he...r still shapely breasts and her almost hairless pussy trying to cover up so her step grandson would not see her secret charms. Kate didn't know it yet but her charms were not going to be a secret any longer to this eighteen year old. "Just what the hell is going on here! "You two sluts are in serious trouble," I had said when I had slapped my own. If only she wasnt my sister. I wanted to feel like a woman, she answered, before adding, trying to hide her insecurity, Plus not many reasons to dress up back home. Touché,, I agreed, our town to small for many dress up events. Jayda walked in tourist like awe as we slowly walked the four blocks to the restaurant, looking like a couple and not brother and sister. I had been to New York twice before and knew the area a bit. The four-block walk took ten minutes because of the pedestrian. Jackpot, she didn't move a muscle. She must have really been in a deep slumber. More confident in not getting caught, I slipped my shorts completely off and stood over her. I began really stroking myself over her sexy body. I then knelt down on the floor beside her couch, and put my face closer to her pussy. I was maybe 6 inches from her panties and I could smell her so strongly. I am sure the heat, and her sweat had made her scent extra strong that night. I continued to slowly stroke, wanting. Its silky, jet-black hair still frames its face but it has grown longer -at least six inches - than the shoulder-length it was last night. In its green eyes, he sees hints of a woman's desires. Its hips jut out like shelves.Its waist has narrowed considerably. And its breasts are larger. "A C-cup." he thinks, as he watches its feminine hands cup one of itsbreasts. "How the hell did I know that!" he gasps.Suddenly, he looks down at the crotch of his reflection. "Thank God! It's still.