The tip bell chimed, then chimed again making her whine then laugh, “Why do you wait until the last second?”He had been having to hold back, his s...ippery cock tingling in his palm. If he squeezed the shaft or touched the head, he was afraid he would lose control. The momentary distraction of the new arrivals let him take a breath.She let go of the dildo long enough to type on the cordless keyboard next to her to add the two stragglers to the four-by-two array of windows she could see. Some. She said They got up and Jakes dick poked out as he walked behind his naked sister watching her sexy ass move as she walked. They got in the bathroom and Tamara turned on the water. I have to pee. she said Pee in the shower, I want to watch. he said They got in the shower and Tamara grabbed the liquid soap and rubbed it on her hands and then rubbed it on Jakes hard dick. She got behind him and stuck her hand between his butt cheeks and worked her finger in his asshole using the soap with one. What he saw wasn't his scrubbed, red face. Not his clean, makeup-free face. Not his feminized face. In the mirror, was Krysti Angel.It was the face he had seen in his dreams. The perfect, ultimate vision of Krysti Angel. The real Krysti Angel. With her vapid expression, her platinum blond hair and her dark, defined make-up. She was the unrivaled, absolute vision of sexual desire."Poor Harvey." The reflection said. "Poor little Harvey."Harvey flew from the restroom and ran again. He ran in panic. He removed his shirt and un-zipped the tops of his jeans, leaving them on still. Curling his hand under my skirt and pulling down my knickers, past my knees and ankles until they were flung onto the floor behind him. As he threw them I had already pulled of my top, my tits appearing at the top of my bra. Lifting my leg upwards and onto his shoulder, he kneeled himself down further than before. Using his hands to pull my skirt up, past my hips and waist so my wet aching pussy was on display..