For the one chiming now, the intruder was in a duct that gave them access to his old bedroom. He wondered how they had disarmed the previous two traps...without him knowing, to reach where they were.His heartrate increased, Justine was in his room. He didn’t know if they were after her or him, but it didn’t matter. She was to be his paramour and she was in danger. He raced to his mother’s rooms. Once inside, he stripped off his clothes. He pushed on a half metre wide by thirty-centimetre-high. Now the real fun part. I got my sisters red mini-dress out with these little black polka dots, and slid it over my now feminized body. On her, it was baggy and knee length, but on me it hugged every curve and came to eight inches above my knees. It was short sleeved, and the neckline was ruffled and elastic, so i could wear it on or off shoulder. The skirt part was slightly pleated and had some flair to it. I fell in love with it the moment I saw it!Next came the shoes. Lord, how I loved those. This lovely chooses to sport a small landing strip of hair, slightly darker than the blonde hair on her head. My fingertips comb through her hair before my lips plant gentle kisses on her lower belly and mound. Her back arches and my fingertips stroke her clit, starting her fire. "God, yes! More! Please, more!" You mean more of this, baby?" I purr as I increase the intensity of my stroking."Yes!" I dip my head with my red hair splayed across her mound and my tongue goes to work. Flick. Flick.. It was already mid night so we decided to go to the bed room for a great fuck. Her pussy was wet and I knew she was in need of a huge meat loaf. “The kids must be sleeping?” She asked me. “Yes, definitely, they always sleep early”, I replied affirmatively. She was falling on me under the hangover of alcohol and talking louder than usual about the incest movie. She was perhaps obsessed with what she had seen and still thinking of the big cock of the young stud, the mother was eating. We reached.