But it wasn't how she figured it was him in the firstplace. While Mark picked up on that, he told himself he wasn't going topursue it for now. "So who...was the girl you were with? It was a girl, right?" "Yeah. She's a source for the story. She knows a lot about the subject.The story's going to be about crossdressing. And that's where I need yourhelp." "You want me to help you dress up?" asked Stevie. "No," Mark quickly retorted. "I need you to help me arrange a meeting witha guy who runs a salon. ..don't do this..."I bent over her and bit her on her neck. She stifled her own cry as I sucked at her, my fingers skating over her thigh and taking a handful of flesh. "Aah!" Moni cried as my cock bumped against her clitoris. She pushed me up and looked deep into my eyes. "You can't do this," she whispered. "I'm your sister.I cupped one beautiful breast and squeezed. Monica bit her lip and shuddered. "I'll...I'll jerk you off, if that's what you want," she said, doing her best to sound. Beth moves in beside me and hugs me hard, whispering in my ear that I’m the studliest swimmer in the pool today. The rest of the day is mostly just a blur. In my second race I swam well, coming in second but it didn’t matter. The team went out for pizza that night, hosted by our coaches. We had come in second as a team during the meet, our best showing ever against those two teams. We had a lot of swimmers who came very close to winning races but I was certainly the ‘big news’ for the day.. It certainly seemed as if we were well matched. Even with my prick in her she could kiss me. Her blonde hair fell either side of my face. I couldn’t see that it was blonde but I loved the feel of it around my face. Trudi’s tongue was fighting mine. I was losing as she pressed further in. Her knees were either side of my hips as she banged against me. She was riding me and all I had to do was hang on, hold back, and stop my instinctive reaction to her controlling body. I tried. I tried hard. Her.