"Hey mister. Dont start something we know we cant finished." I laughed and went to get the door. I opened the door and told Becky that her sister was ...n the bathroom getting dress and she went in there with Sarah. I grabbed my glass of orange juice and sat down on the couch. I was flipping through the channels when the girls came out with Sarah's bags. Sarah put her bags by the front door and went into the kitchen to pour her and Becky some coffee. I got up and went in the kitchen to talk to. After that night things got more insane and I was all in! The next time we met she pulled out a beautiful, long red wig, panties, bra and nighty. I said, “what are they for?” She said, “for you. I want you to be my little sissy man and do what I tell you to do.” I said, “really?” She said, “if you don't want to that, it’ s fine. You can just leave now; I will find someone else eventually.” I decided what the hell and she dressed me up. Soon she was dressed up in a sexy bra and panties and. When she broke the kiss, I was surprised to realize that I had moved my hand to her thigh and hers was now cupping my breast. This time she closed the inch between us and hungrily probed her tongue into my mouth. I relaxed back and found myself lying on my back, with my Mom leaning over me. Her hand was now moving freely over my breast that she had lifted over the top of my camisole and was pulling the nipple out in a fashion that was both rough and exciting.I tentatively felt the weight of. His hand moved across her jaw line, around her ear, until his fingers flowed through her hair. Her heart raced as her love slowly caressed her. Their eyes never losing contact. The love beaming from one set of eyes to the other. Gently her own hands began to slide along his arms to his shoulders, then chest. They locked in a deep loving embrace. Their lips on fire at the contact, probing, lunging, with the deep urgency that had built over the intervening months. Too many to count. Their bodies.