I was never one for mixing my metaphors but this was a different kettle of fish and I was a horse of a different colour."I can't go out dressed like t...his." Why not?" Because.... Because people would know." Who's going to know?" Sarah demanded. "Look at yourself in the mirror."I did. A pretty young woman looked back at me. "You don't even recognise yourself, for Pete's sake. Your own mother wouldn't recognise you."She was right. The woman in the mirror was exactly that. A woman. A bit wobbly on. Bruce didn’t notice at first, as he was waking up and rubbing the sleepof his eyes. I turned on a lamp. He did notice then. He got a good look at my plump thighs and my tightunderpants and my braless chest.I climbed on top of him in the bed, straddling him, and rubbed hisscratchy beard growth playfully and said “Get up, sleepyhead. I’msupposed to get you some breakfast.”“Where is everybody?”“They’ve all gone to church, except for my brother, and. Her big breasts were nearly bursting out of her dress. A dress which hugged her skin tight, leaving no folds against her round belly.She looked up at me and Reynold as we entered the room. Her eyes met mine and I could see she looked at me with interest and with curiosity, she was clearly pleased with my arrival to the mansion. I walked over to her and Reynold introduced us. I was a little suspicious of her. The age difference between her and Reynold was huge and she seemed like a typical. ”“I am going to suck Simone’s cock while she is sucking your cock baby. And she is almost as big as you,” I tell Roger as I slide her slacks off as she continues sucking his cock.“Watch me baby,” I tell him as I tease by sucking just the tip of Simone’s cock.“Would you like me to watch you blow Simone later after she licks my cunt.”“Yes, you know I would,” he moans as he has his hands on Simone’s head urging her on.I stand behind Roger again tongue kissing him as I press my naked body against.