My hair as even looked like agirl.I was not a sissy. Before I only wore my sister?s clothes just to playwith her. I liked my boy clothes. I only felt...like a girl when I wasplaying her sister. Not when Dad made me dress as a girl, and a baby girlat that.One day, I was sitting watching TV with a light blue summer dress on. Dadinvited all his religious mates to drink a beer.?Look at him, ?Dad said, ?Or her. I make him wear dresses. He even has adiaper on. It is good that I can dress the devil as. He softly brushed my lips with his for what seemed an eternity as his hands traced my bottom, where the tight silk defined my curves.I pulled back to look at Chris and saw my lipstick on his mouth. He closed his eyes and moved in for another long kiss. Then, he put his hands on my shoulders and gently pressed. “You know what I want!” He said sounded almost authoritarian and I knew I had made an on-line promise, do they count?I slowly slid down to my knees, being careful to not rip the dress.. He moved my hand aside when he was ready. I felt his tip prodding against me, pushing in and out, as he moved slightly further in each time, then with one final thrust he was inside me. I gasped in pain from having him inside but it soon turned into a feeling of pleasure. He felt so much bigger than I remembered. He started moving in and out faster then slowly trying to tease me. Loving the feeling, I moved my hand down to my dripping pussy and started rubbing my clit. Matching his rhythm with. Suck me.. Son..suck me.. suck me hard son..son ..so..yes.”I was biting her breasts and nipples like crazy and there were marks now on her breasts. Her breast had become red.She was asking me to suck her faster and making sounds, “Aaaaaahhhhhhhh.. ooooooooohhhhhh.. it’s so good son..you like my nipples..suck me son..yes..son..bite it.. it has been waiting for you for long..yes, yes..ooooohhhhhhh.. aaaaahhhhh.”My mother-in-law was begging me to suck her nipples more and more and bite them..