The GPS tracker allowed me to know where she was at all times. I had to stay close to home to watch her, which meant I was neglecting my duties with t...e cases. Thankfully, Martinez was doing his best to cover for me. He would call me when he had questions or needed my direction, but mostly he was handling everything on his own.I was determined to keep Jude away from the studio and Marcel. She was in danger anytime she was around the asshole. I had to make up a lot of excuses and did my best to. He led me into the living room and demanded that I take of my T-shirt. He wanted to know why were I not wearing a bra. Even though he was against my sex change it was not decent to walk around like that. I, naturally, had no explanation. At least not a reasonable one.Strip naked, he said, and I knew there will be a lot more trouble. As I removed the skirt it was obvious that I had no panties on, either. This completely freaked him out and I knew there was a lot of pain coming my way. He sent me. Flat stomach and fit arms, her whole body was tight… She was heavenly. ‘Are you ready for your first pussy my nephew boy?’ Aunt Brandy mounted me with one foot and a knee down, allowing space to guide my 9 inches cock to her tight pussy. Holding my cock at the base with one hand, she reached down and opened her pussy lips, and sat down on the large pole. ‘Jesus Jimmy! Let’s see how we manage this monster cock in my pussy. It feels I am loosing my virginity too.’ Slowly Aunt Brandy lowered. It smelled like pizza, making my mouth water. I think I’d dreamed about pizza all night, thinking about the fresh cheese clinging to the roof of my mouth before melting against my tongue. The alarm was still going off, a low whine in the back of my mind. I blinked, yawned and rolled over. My eyes fluttered open, and I stared at the bottom of the bed bunked above me. The mattress depressed slightly in against the wire-mesh, bulges shifting from one spot to another—my sister was still asleep..