He had worried about his son's sexuality, but this told him that maybe his concerns were not necessary."He's a red-blooded American boy that is showin... an interest in girls. As long as they are tasteful, I don't care how many of those he puts up." his father told her.It was while surfing the net he discovered that he was not alone with these dress-up desires. He also discovered that there were literally hundreds of sites that catered to those affected. There were hundreds of blogs and links and. Granny asked me if I had "played" with my sister since last summer when we both were visiting here at granny's house?I told her only once during Christmas break and then we almost got caught.Granny smiled and said I would have to tell her all about it later.We got cleaned up and went out to dinner at a local pizza place that she liked.She had a couple of glasses of wine and with the afternoon"play" and the wine, she fell asleep soon after getting back home.The next morning she came back into. “Oh I want your dick so badly Mr.Grove...I want it down deep inside me ravaging me...” I moaned and said making sure it travels to the peeping tom at the door.Being unable to bare it anymore, Mr.Grove opened the door and looked right at me, looking at me like I’m a prey to satisfy his hunger.I beckoned Mr.Grove to come over after standing up and pushed him onto the bed. I stood infront of him, slowly removing my frilly shirt and tossing it aside exposing my breast and erected nipples. I pressed. We sat there for a few minutes looking at each other. He was playing with his cock, stroking it trying to get it hard again. I leaned over and we started kissing. His tongue was exploring my mouth. I took my hand and started rubbing the head of his cock with my palm and fingers while he stroked it. It didn’t take long and he was hard again. He flipped me over the arm of the sofa and knelt behind me to take me doggie style. He rubbed the head of that big black cock along my pussy a few times.