He was so unlike his siblings and father, they were all over 6' tall and weighed over 200 lbs each while poor Christopher was 5'5" tall and barely wei...hed 120 lbs. He had delicate features and he would easily be mistaken for a girl if he grew his hair and wore a little makeup. His brothers relentlessly teased him calling him "Sissy Krissy" while he was growing up, as he preferred playing with dolls and spending time with his mother. She always wanted a daughter so she welcomed the companionship. A middle-aged man with graying brown hair wearing a somewhat tattered bathrobe answered the door, looking groggily at the officer in uniform behind Taylor in confusion.“Can I help you?”“I’m agent Whitaker with the FBI,” she said, holding up her badge. “Is Justin Sampson here?”“What’s this about?”“Are you his father?”“Yes.”“It’s probably best if we come in to talk.”“Ok,” he said stepping aside.The doorway led directly into the main room with a small dining area and entrance to a kitchen off to. Rachael’s eyes were focused on the smooth lines of her hostess’ ass, so she missed it.A few minutes later, Jerrod was stretched out on his bed resting on his elbows and watching Eric inhale his stiff cock down to the pubes when he heard his sister’s bedroom door close followed by laughter and the murmur of female voices through the wall.“Hey,” he whispered, “the girls are next door. We need to keep it quiet! In a few minutes, we’ll do a little spying and see if Nadia’s plans are working.”Eric,. .." I gasped, "...a lot ofpleasure."Jase was gently teasing around the rigid nubs of flesh. "You like that?" Oh yes," I breathed. "It's like you are caressing a nerve. I feelsomething inside my breast, and it goes down into my toes and back upinto my cootchie."Jase was now behind me, his arms embracing me, his hands deftly pluckingat my teats. It made my body shiver with pleasure. I put one arm up andback to cradle his head, which was nuzzling at my neck, planting hotkisses there. I was.