She looked close to my own age, with a bit of grey in her hair andsome wrinkles on her face.She said, "I understand you dont want to be here any longe... thannecessary, but all I want in exchange for these photos is five minutes ofyour time."Something in her voice softened my suspicions, and so I said, "I'lllisten." The man who took these pictures ... the man who hurt you ... he was myfather."I wasn't sure how to respond to that, so I just nodded.She continued, "You must understand, I had no idea. "Here you go!" Courtney," Jessica said smiling. "I now present you with your first bra."Courtney took it. He hesitated a moment and then slid his arms through thestraps and reached behind his back to do up the clasps. It was a littleawkward, but with a little fiddling he got the clasps hooked together.When he played a girl on stage he played a young girl. This was a newsensation. That band was snug around his chest. Not uncomfortable, butdefinitely there. The straps rested lightly on his. She then told me to stand up and show Ann and her husband what you are wearing. I had a slight buzz going or I would have balked at that idea. I stood up and dropped my shorts to let everyone see my hard dick fully erect inside the CB3000. Ann said he is hard in that thing, my wife said yeah his dick is so short he can get a hardon and it doesn't hurt him at all. Ann said you poor thing, no wonder you look at black men, that couldn't do any one any good. My wife said when we first married it. I tried to make her say those words, but they always came out in Clint's voice.When had his voice grown so deep? So manly?“Stefani,” I gasped, trying to force my fantasy to obey as I pushed the dildo into me. Above, the bed creaked louder and louder. He was really fucking Melody. “Fuck me. Pound me.”As hard as I'm fucking Melody? Clint asked me. Because I will, big sis.I shuddered, my pussy clenching down on the dildo's girth. I gripped the base, made to look like dangling balls, and drove it.