He indicated that he was rather inexperienced, as was I at the time. I suggested the back parking lot of a large empty flea market building off the ne...t exit. As we drove, I took the liberty to caress his legs, ending up between them massaging a growing bulge. After we parked in a secluded area of the lot, he lowered his pants and shorts to the floor, revealing a very nice cut cock, about the same length as mine, but slightly thicker and with a nice flanged head. Mmmm.......I wasted no time in. He pulled off my top as I slid off my skirt. I adjusted the seat so I could recline as Steven sucked my left breast. In a slow, steady rhythm, he flicked the nipple. The arousal began to overtake me and I tried to rub my clit, but Steven moved my hand away. “But I need to rub it,” I pleaded. “I’m not going to let you,” he said. “I think this tit needs attention too,” he said as he fondled my right breast while still sucking the left one. My clit tingled from the sensation and I pressed my legs. . and because he deserved what happiness she could provide.But she had enjoyed it too, and that shocked her. The pleasure she had felt went far beyond “just doing something for Will.”Another thing that was complicated was the brother/sister part of things. The part of her that was his sister was happy she had been able to make him happy. She did love him. He was all she had in the world. The teacher part of her saw the word “incest” scrawled on the wall in dripping, red letters, a condemnation. She patted me onthe butt and told me not to cry. I felt like crying. Not just because ofthe feelings of humiliation but because I had a feeling of beingdeliriously feminine. As a Cross Dresser there can be no more marvelousfeeling.Have you felt what it is like to have your breast squeezed within the coldconfines of mammogram plates?After experiencing that odd experience four times as each breast wasradiated from two angles, I felt disorientated and didn't quite get whatwas happening as I was.