. "You see Jan, Michael and I are brother and sister." Oh my God!" exclaimed Jan without realizing she had said anything aloud."I've been in love with...my brother for as long as I can remember. My childhood was especially traumatic and it was Michael who was always there for me, defending me, comforting me. Without him I know I would not have survived. For reasons that will become clear shortly, I've never had any men in my life, at least not men who wanted me for anything except their perverted. Oooooohhh…………, fuck me!””oh …. oh …. oh god …. oh yes ……. do it ….. oh …….. fuck me ……… oh ……….. fuck me ….. ….oh shailu ………. oh ………. yes …”Sheeba was moaning and gasping with her mouth wide open and her eyes closed, still throwing her head from side to side. Now her hands had moved to my ass, giving me guidance in my penetration.God! There could never be another fuck like this one! Sheeba was squirming under me, her tits were being sucked hungrily by her best friend. Sheeba’s hands clawed my. I never saw her again.After that party, I never did a perfect job on any of my crossdressing activities. If it looks too good, it raises suspicions. It's horrible. On one hand you want to do your best, and make everything look as good as possible. On the other hand, anything that looks that good will attract undo attention, and pique curiosity. It's a fine line as far as how well you can appear. It's a huge frustration to say the least.I continued to live the life of a closet crossdresser. I turned my head towards Nikki and our mouths met and locked together in a passionate kiss. My heart was pounding with desire and the blood was rushing noisily through my ears when Nikki broke away and moved round behind me. She began to kiss my neck, something I have always adored, and her hands were now fully on my breasts. If my nipples were aching before, now they were on fire. “If this carries on," I thought, “I will come!” My legs felt weak and wobbly. This was far beyond anything I had.