“What on earth have I done?” he mumbled to himself. Susan heard this and looked up at her ‘twin brother’ and she suddenly felt really sorry fo... him.“Oh, it’s not your fault, brother of mine. This is all MY fault! I should have made us back out when I had the chance standing in that stupid registration queue. I should have just grabbed your scruffy little head and pulled you away. Now look at us - a couple of nervous wrecks!”Jack watched as Susan stood up from the sofa and came over to where he. I'll have to find out. Now turn around and bend over.”I immediately did as she ordered and she spread my buttocks. Using a wet finger she pushed insistently at my sphincter.“Hmm, I think we will start off with a small and work up sizes over the coming weeks”.I had no idea what she was talking about, but the feeling of her finger in me was strangely thrilling.“Go through there” she indicated a room on the far side of the apartment “and use the shower. You will find a towel on the back of the. I let him roam his hands over my body and returned the gesture by dropping my hands and squeezing his ass cheeks and feeling his tight muscular thighs and hips. While reaching behind me I found the buckle of his belt and loosened that as well as the button on his pants. Sliding my hand into his pants I found that he was going commando and thrust my hand further down to reach his penis so that I could get it out of it's hiding place. While I was pulling that very nice, thick cock out of his. Then as soon as Uncle Bob had left for work, Paulwould hurry up stairs and dress up in his aunt's clothes. Duringthe second week Paul found that there was not enough work to fillthe day, so he spent most of every afternoon practicing applyingmake-up to his face. He had become quite good at it and foundthat, with a bit of work, he could make himself look almostidentical to his late aunt. Even his hair was growing, and eachday, he would try to style it to be like his aunt's in the manyphotos.