"Well that was that, my fate was sealed.Juliette drew me to one side."You know we could make you safer, you know less likely to be found out." How?" I...wasn't sure I trusted big sis."We make you more like a girl." I wasn't sure I liked where this was going."Go on, I'm listening." Well you can't very well wear your shorts or that body stocking, no girl would, they would get people asking why. You already keep your legs hair free for racing so some ten deniers will look great and you can borrow. “I know I am beautiful.”“but I am serious.” I said firmly .“serious about what mf.?” she asked with a dropped jaw.“I am serious that I like you indeed.!”“I like you too you are my handsome boy.”“Not that, I like you but not as a mother,”she got blushed while she was staring at me trying to show me an anger face but I could see the woman in her eyes.Suddenly her voice pitch went up and said,“you should not say that what did you mean by all this shit.” I said. “I can not get you out of my mind. ‘Go on.’ Becky got up onto the bed and laid down next to me. She looked terrified, but I reached up to touch her face. ‘It’s all right,’ I murmured. That seemed to give her some confidence and she unhooked my bra, snatching her hand away when my tits sprung free. I noticed Paul was stroking his still-soft dick while he watched us, but I ignored him, focusing on Becky and my own pleasure. She slowly, carefully put her hand on my left breast, her touch feather-light. I nodded encouragingly and. Ok, now we will move on to the shaft, so I want you to grab it in both hands. Your hands will be too little to be able to do it with just one. She kneeled up and grasped my shaft, wrapping her tiny hands around its thickness. Like this? Just like that, only now you have to stroke it, like this I covered her little hands with mine and started to stroke my shaft, nice and slow. Soon she had the idea and I was able to pull mine away. She carried on pumping my rock hard cock, my little sisters.