I could feel my hot juices drain all over him and the bed again, which made him wild. He got us out of bed and to our feet, leading me to the restroom... turning on the shower, adjusting the temperature. He stood at least a ft taller than me with his tanned brown body so hot and so mine. "Get in" he instructed with his limited english, and he followed right behind. He grabbed some vaseline in a tub on the shower corner shelf and rubbed it all over his entire cock and put a large amount on my. He would assume she wanted him to see her degradation. She needed to come up with some kind of way to explain away how she ended in this kinky position. Her mind was totally blank, she was too exhausted to figure something out, could she perhaps hope to divert him?Time was up as her brother entered the room. Just like usual he walked into her room without knocking on the door. "Weird note you left..." he begun to say, but his voice trailed off as he saw the scene in front of him. Ronja blushed. I did not need any more encouragement and came hard, my hips jerking as I shot into Andrea’s mouth.I just lay there, utterly warm and spent. After a few moments I felt the mattress move as Andrea climbed next to me and we held each other. “That was amazing, just amazing,” I gasped and she smiled, “Thanks it’s been a while since I had a real one. You taste great. Want to find out?” I kissed her and did.Shifting down I cupped her breasts again and kissed them, paying attention once more to the. You can be mydaughter at a pageant. It would be so nice cracking this story with you!" Mom said no. I am not a girl; people will laugh at me if they thought Iwas a sissy" The right term is transgender," she corrected me, "and you would not bea sissy. You would be undercover. You could be helping so many girls thathave to go through this for years. You can help expose the pageant worldas something evil and think of how many girls will think you are a hero" Then everyone will know I was a girl.