I sucked him good and hard and looking up into his eyes asked him to fuck me. " no, you set on me and ride my cock like a slut." You have to take it i...f you want it." I set up and lowered myself onto his cock. Oh it felt so good going inside me. I got up on my feet and bounced up and down on his cock. ( wasn't the biggest I had ever had but it was good.)I rode him until he came inside me. We talked and he asked me a lot about myself and how I got into dressing up and acting like a woman. I told. She squeezed her thighs together rhythmically, working her swollen muff-lips against each other."You cook really good, Sis," Skip said. "You cook almost as good as you look." All I did was press a few buttons," Jenny said."And unbutton a few buttons," Skip said, eyeing her tits as he chewed his food. "Yummy!"As they ate, their toes started meeting under the table and soon they were playing footsie in earnest and Jenny started to pant. Her brother was so sexy that anything he did got her. I left her when I was 25, escaped to Africa and got married shortlythereafter and tried to pretend I was a real man. That experiment turnedout to be very brief. My new wife saw right through me. She made it clearright from the start of our relationship that I was never going to be manenough for her and her happiness required her sexual freedom, which shetook right from the start. On our return to London she became friendswith Helen, her doctor, who ended my psychological conflict by. There was fire in her eyes, she wouldnt be disobeyed. He immediatly picked up the towel and started rubbing his cock. A throaty moan escaped her as she watched him. She walked back to the lounge chair, her gaze never leaving his. She sat facing him, watching him rub his dick...not throughly dry but growing harder and longer with each stroke. She reached into a basket she had sitting beside the lounge chair and came out with a vibrator. His eyes grew large in both amusement and curiousity..