The club had been so successful it wasn't a problem for us to takesome time for ourselves. Toni and I got in our car and drove, justdrove. We wound up...in Chicago and stayed downtown. The next few dayshelped me comprehend my situation and accept what was going to happen.My breasts were really blossoming now and the itching was so intense Ihad to wear a bra all day and night. It was a training bra, just likefor young girls. One day while shopping, Toni suggested we go out forthe evening. She had. He whistled as he stared at her admiringly.“Phew! Sandy wasn’t k**ding when she said you were beautiful – you are stunning!” He pulled up a chair and sat cheekily close to the sissy, making her blush pink; Ellen and Roberts laughed as Sandy dragged him off the chair.“I think someone needs a little something to quell his excitement!” With that she whisked her sari off and stood naked, wagged a ‘follow me’ gesture with her finger and disappeared inside, Carl needed no further coaxing and. All of her prior nerves were washed away as she focused only on what her sister was doing to her. Each soft flick of her tongue was like a bolt of electric pleasure going up her spine. Bree could hear herself panting as her sister's tongue picked up speed. Her legs began shaking and her grip on the bedspread was tight enough to leave marks in the material. She dug her feet into the mattress, arching her back and raising her hips higher forcing her sister's tongue to press down harder on her. Three shots, and a bunch of tears later I saw her. The most beautiful women I had ever seen. Not the kind where you wish you could look like that. Not her. She was amazing and it felt like I fell instantly in love with her. It had been 30 minutes of me watching her when she came to the bar. I pulled a junior high move and acted like I didn't see her walk up. But how could I not. She was amazing, amazing in every which way. Her walk, her hair, her perfect breasts that filled out her skin tight.