I sat on the couch and took a couple shots of whiskey to calm my nerves and made sure the harness and cock were ready to slip on. Not going to lie, I ...ouldn't help but run my hands up and down that beautiful shaft and taut fake balls. Amanda came out of the bedroom with a little bit of makeup on, some hot black leggings, a tight nude tank, and her pair of combat/hiking boots. All told, her DD's and lithe frame from years of soccer looked insanely hot!"Uh, drinking without me I see! Nervous? Go. "Well little -sister-, lets get in gear! What are you going to wear? Whatare you doing for cleavage? How can I help?"I smiled. "You really want to help me? I mean, this is all so.. " Fucked up? Yeah it is, but you are in a situation and don't I alwayscome through? Besides, I am DYING to see what you look like as a girl."Lisa began to chuckle, "Apparently good enough based on last night!" Ok," I said excitedly. "Let's go see what Susan has that we can borrow."Lisa stopped me as I stood up. "Wait. She smiles and keeps talking with everyone. I look at your chest and you're wearing a low-cut top and I can see your breasts popping out a bit. I can't help but wonder what it would be like to squeeze them and hold them. You look at me for a second and smile really big, then return to conversation. I look down and your hand looks amazing wrapped around my cock. I'm actually starting to rethink marrying my girlfriend)(I continue to stroke you up and down as you try so hard to not let moans out.. By eight or nine o’clock tonight, his mother would be at least six Valiums and half a gallon of gin gone. Robin, instead of being a warming and welcoming presence, was growing more and more distant and aloof, even cold toward him. Sex, which should have brought them closer together, seemed to be something he had to fight for and she endured. He looked at her, her ‘Dorothy Ham ill’ reddish blonde hair showed off her pretty face, she could be beautiful when she smiled. Yes, even unemotional sex.