I cupped his bulge and gave it a good squeeze and felt his cock twitch and start its long journey down his pant leg which I followed with my fingers u...til I had a good hold of it. I squeezed. I looked up again expecting my dad's sexy smile but instead was met with my uncle and a pair of lust-filled eyes. Shit. I let go but he took my hand and placed it back on his crotch. I smiled back but my heart sunk, shit. I would have to play along or risk revealing that I thought he was my dad. Worse, his. He fumbles with his pants not noticing that my anal milk has left its mark. His slacks drop to the floor and he grabs the counter. I'm larger than he is and he knows it. He braces for impalement. I just edge up against him, placing the tip of my rod against his anus. Nervously but eagerly his anus starts to remember what I felt like. It starts to flex and relax. Waiting for me to enter. I wait there. Pulsing. His hole flexes and relaxes to the rhythm of my pulsing and starts to grab. I apply the glue and place them on my chest. The glue seems to work really good. I retrieve a lace bra from Gina’s drawer and put it on. The feeling is amazing. Their weight and bounce as I move.Next the waist clincher. I struggle to get it fastened, it is very tight. But the mirror shows I look better in it, more feminine. Then the blonde wig. Damn!I pull on one of Gina’s t-shirts and a jean mini skirt. Make-up and with a deep breath I look good. Now the other items... A little lube and the. "Sam said, "I really, really want one of those suits." This is the easy part. You may have guests coming. Shoot anybody coming in."Sam said, "Yes Sir."On the way out I picked up the rifle and a nine millimetre pistol then scrounged for clips and ammunition. I was out the back door in seconds.On the way to my next appointment I watched the drones in the jail. Men were selected and given masks and I counted eight of them. They may have been criminals but they had to be marched out as if they were.