Her denial of wearing her clothing only fueled mydesire further to wear them more. It was forbidden fruit.Sister would always refer to me as her sissy... For one of my birthdays shegave to me a pretty necklace that had shiny round tag which said sissy. Isimply adored the gift and always wore it; even to this day I still wearit. My sister was my idol and one of my role - models and I of coursecopied and mimicked her. Mother of course showed Sister the most love soI decided to be like Sister so. My left hand reached up and turned the page of the book. (I had been rubbing a while, and was still on the same page. I didn't want to be too obvious).There must have been some sort of insect flying around outside. She and her friend were swatting at something. I was still rubbing, still watching, and then she slapped at her thigh. Whatever it was that had been flying around them had just landed on her. She hiked her skirt up a bit and rubbed along her inner thigh. A bite? A sting? Whatever it. Let it cum all in you , train that pussy to take cum like a good sissy''he made me go crazy fucking myself back on the toy, looking at him drive cock out i his handuntil he parked and hide his cam i could ear him ask someone hoe was his dayand a tiny boy voice was replying ''great daddy and you''''i had a long day, but this new sister of yours had been entertaining me a bit ''i saw a cute blond long hair boy look at me''hi im cyntia daddy told me about you''''show her what really good sissy. I could not last longer and said that I’m going to come. And both said, they too. So I started shooting into him, and he spasmed around me, sending several fountains on my belly and she collapsed on me, kissing me deeply.After a while he climbed of me, cleaning me and taking the condoms of. She was laying in the middle and kissing us alternatively. He said that he would never have thought that to be fucked by a man could be that good. And I should not have bad conscience, because I did give so.