€œgod Tim, this is so hot! You fucking my hand like this,” she smiled holding her hand around his cock, letting him use her hand just as if...he were fucking it.Tim moved against her body, holding her in his arms. €œyou feel so good!€ Tim moaned out as she stroked him faster and let his cock head push between her legs to her excited pussy lips. €œlet me inside you,” he begged her, wanting to be inside her very beautiful young body. He didn’t care if she was his sister; he wanted her so. They are still always nice to hear. She continued, “Vincent, I’d be doing this for me.”I knew then this wasn’t a lighthearted conversation. She mostly calls me “Vince” or “honey,” but never says “Vincent” unless she’s putting me on alert that this is a serious discussion. I don’t know if she’s aware of it or not. Okay, she’s a woman. She’s obviously aware of it. I sipped my wine again, to stall while I was considering how to navigate through this minefield. “Honey, I’ll support whatever you. I have to admit I find myself veryinterested and attracted to feminine styles and was very successful inadvising what developed to be a rather large, wealthy and mostimportant, recurring customer base. I also have to admit that I do givein to my feminine side- at least to the degree I can in public. I've letmy hair grow and it was down passed my shoulders. As an accommodation tothe store's policies however I kept it neatly tucked in a man styleponytail. My appearance was otherwise male except. I knew I didn’t have long before I was to pick Mary up so I didn’t waste any time. I had a blanket in the trunk of my car so I suggested Torrie and I spread it out and lay out in the sun. She liked my suggestion and we were quickly lying in the warm sun. Noticing the swell of Torrie’s breasts was when I made a big mistake. I tried to rub her breast. ‘What are you doing?’ she screamed at me. ‘You are so beautiful and I want to touch you. We have been dating a long time. I feel like we are ready.