Now stop complaining and put them on.’ I put them on, enjoying, as I always did, the soft feel of the fabric on my hands. She handed me a matching w...ite bra. ‘You’re a real expert at this, aren’t you?’ she said as she watched me snap the bra around my chest and then turn it around so the cups were in front. ‘I can see you’ve had lots of practice.’ I had. ‘Now, let’s see….’ She rummaged in the parcels. ‘Here we are. They’re kind of cheap,’ she went on, holding up a pair of breast forms, ‘but. Even alone I loved wearing heels. Theysimply made me feel like a lady.Instead of full makeup, I just dashed on some lipstick and went to thekitchen to catch up on my mail. I turned on the radio for some softmusic and sat at my table doing the mundane bill paying and junk mailjunking. The time passed slowly but finally it was time to get ready forthe night.I went to the bedroom and took off my dress. I stood at the mirror andfixed my hair before putting on a full face of makeup. I spent a. My eyes and hands travelled equally between Tracy's tits and Ria's ass. In our new position, every time my cockhead speared out the top of Tracy's cleavage, it pushed up into the crack of my wife's butt--brushing up against her anus. Ria whipped her head around to look at me, eyes on fire--then she threw her weight backwards into my arms, kissing me passionately on the lips while I fucked her friend's cleavage. Ria reached down and spread her buttocks to give my thrusting cockhead unobstructed. In my case it was a very well planned week long fishing camp trip planned by and enacted by my new stepfather Gary as a belated present to celebrate my mid teens birthday that had just passed the week before.Greeting our co- arrival to this very secluded back woods New Hampshire cabin site, was Gary's older brother Peter who I guess you could call my new step uncle! Larger in size and weight than my step dad, Uncle Pete was deep voiced and seemed to me to be a bit on the bossy side?In being a.