As the younger sister worked her magic on my cock I watched as Jess began to rub at her clit while I pushed my fingers into her. She leant forward an... kissed me and whispered.“I bet Rachel is sucking your cock right now, the horny little bitch always does it”.Jess leant over the bed and watched her sister for a second or two then told her not to waste any of the cum I was about to deposit in her mouth. She then knelt in front of me on her bed and spread her cheeks wide and asked me to lick. Pouring out your heart - your true self - sure does. One of those is truly frightening. The other is a little scary the first time. Which do you think is which?”“Uh, yeah. Fucking Kenny was simple. Talking to him was nearly impossible. I was always afraid of how he would react.”“And talking to Hope?”“We started when she was little, so it was easier. That’s why I could tell her the things I did.”“Including about the fantasy?” I teased.“That was a mistake!”“Having the feelings or telling. Within a second, I knew he didn’t believe me. His eyes dropped to my hand. “What’s that?” This time I just shook my head, trying to tell him that it was nothing. If only his eyes didn’t soften with that bit of disappointment, the kind that said he knew he was being lied to. “Did you get hurt?” I swallowed hard and tried to focus on anything other than the pain. Tears were growing in my eyes. “Your face is really pale, Charley.” I said nothing, but could feel that I was starting to blink. All those familiar sensations quickly returned as I tugged thestockings and stretched the garter straps to hold them high on mythighs, just below the gentle curve of my rounded ass. I was startingto feel so completely feminine. I just loved the feeling of silk andsatin, and stockings were absolutely the most erotic of feminineunderthings.I crossed my legs, admiring my girlish figure in the dressing mirror,and slowly reached for my Hussies. My hands now shaking, it wasdifficult to buckle the.