Well Chris John askedYes sir Chris don't worry, would you like to dress up now John could see my hesitation and said come with meWe entered his bedroo... he went to the wardrobe , and took out the suitcases Mark had told me aboutHe opened the first one revealing white blouses, and navy blue school girl skirts all folded neatly , he took out a blouse looking at the size, then look at me and laid it on the bed next to me, you will look nice in this he remarkedThen took out a pleated skirt and laid. I looked up at him through my one good eye, only to recognize it was my favorite cousin's (my cousin is gay) boyfriend!!! I immediately pulled back from his dick and gasped "Oh My God"! with that he realized who had been sucking his dick and I bolted out of the back door onto the pool patio where I collapsed onto a chair. I was mortified. Not only was I found out, but i had just cheated on my cousin. That's when I started to get mad as "Keyon" for cheating on my cousin. Then my world. I finished blow-drying my hair, then slipped into my dress and heels and put on my makeup. By the time I was ready, I looked hotter than ever before. My blond hair sparkled in the light. As did my eyes and my gloss-coated lips. The dress hugged my every curve with utter perfection, leaving my shapely frame fully visible. The shortness of the garment made me miss the presence of underwear, but I knew nothing I did could convince the goons to allow me to rectify such a lack.The goons didn’t take. ‘Because she’s my sister. My SISTER. Get it? Foster sister or not, she’s my sister, I love her like my sister and she loves me like her brother – so fucking each other would be as wrong as you fucking your own sister.’ ‘I don’t have a sister,’ Jarrod told him. ‘Fine: it’s as wrong as fucking your mother, then.’ ‘That is wrong,’ Brad chuckled. ‘That’s very wrong.’ ‘Shut up, man,’ Jarrod told Brad – he could foresee what was coming next. ‘And I fucked his mum last night, and that was pretty wrong.