They just engaged in the usualgirl talk and such. But at one point my sister asked her if she knewthat when we were little kids she used to dress me l...ke a girl. Ginaplayed dumb and laughed and said she would have to try that. Right asshe said that, she pushed the button on the vibrator, bringing it tolife in me for a few seconds. Just then, I heard an egg timer go off, and saw the countdown on thelaptop hit 0. The screen lit up with a picture of a sissy girlsucking a real man. This was. "Doesn't that feel better? I'm almost there too, Daddy."She sat back up and used her hands to smear his cum all over his chest. Then she transferred it to her breasts and rubbed them, trying to pinch slippery nipples while her hips went into overdrive, whipping back and forth.It was his cum that did it. Just the knowledge that she'd made him that happy made her happy too, and she held her breath as a monster orgasm fairly wrecked her loins. Her arms went up and her hands flapped like she was. “How long has she shaved?” Connie asked.“All her life,” I said. “She doesn’t like hair on her and I must admit it’s lovely when you lick it.”“I bet,” she said and pressed fingers between her own legs. “That’s got me quite worked up.”I moved over next to her and slid my hands up under her skirt. Her knickers were soaking wet and I soon had them aside and was frigging her. She lay back and let me do what I wanted and I knew exactly what I wanted to do. I knelt before her and pushed her skirt. Come on in. Choose your seat carefully, I will sit at my desk, so that I'm slightly out of it. But I suggest you sit somewhere where we can see each other. Then you can send me Morse Code messages by batting your eyelashes."She didn't laugh, but she did sit at one end of a sofa, directly facing me. I worried for a moment that he would try sitting right next to her, but then I couldn't imagine he would really try getting physical. We made small talk, or I made small talk, Molly just gave me.