"Years of being used to it." She winced as her legs closed then spread them apart again, "You sure did a number on my pussy though. Want to kiss it an...d make it better?" She asked with a mischievous grin on her face as she grabbed her own tits. My loins ached with lust and almost said yes, then remembered the food. "Later love. I made you breakfast, it's on the table." Then looked at the clock and saw it was past lunch time, "A very late breakfast." I laughed and walked out of the room. . Her body seemed to be flawless like Linda’s and they were similarly dressed in sexy summer dresses which were still convenient for early September. Carol was maybe an inch taller than Linda but she walked on the same long, perfectly shaped legs like her sister and as the hem of their dresses ended mid-thigh there were enough of these sexy extremities on display. Carol couldn’t help but be mesmerized by the boyishly charming smile he shot at her. She could tell Linda was happy about the. She wiggled her hips and let the skirt drop down passed her knees and on to the ground. She stepped quickly out of that skirt then picked it up and lightly removed some small twigs the skirt had collected from the ground. The garment was then folded up neatly and placed in a bag sitting in the car.Jennifer took a deep breath and looked down at her bare feet and underwear. She had on a lovely white pair of tight cotton panties with little red bunny rabbits printed all over them front and back.. That went without saying these days. My old "tighty-whiteys" had long ago disappeared into some closet or drawer or box in the attic. I pulled on the longest polo shirt I had, which just barely went down to the cheeks of my ass. I had worn the jeans out and about on several other occasions, but it still filled me with the dread of being made as a man in women's clothes, especially with my shaved legs. We went out for bagel sandwiches and by the time we were back home it began to.