I taste my juices on your tongue and this sends another small shiver through my body. The water is still warm and our bodies are heated up from the fo...eplay. You smile at me and then lay me down on the bottom of the tub and raise my hips. You position yourself behind me and I feel your hard tip at my entrance. I moan and try to nudge myself backward to make you enter me, but your grip on my hips stops me. I growl my frustration and I hear your soft laugh; the laugh that all men can do when they. I don't believe you could do something like ... you're cruel." Which is it? Am I cruel for fucking his mom or rubbing his nose in it?" Fucking his mom was cruel. Rubbing his nose in it was callous." He burst into my room with a metal rod and almost killed me, Marcie."She looked at me, angrily. "We talk once or twice a week. Why haven't you told me these things?" she asked, sounding hurt that I had held back on her. "I tell you everything," she added."Would it make you feel better if I told you. I was no longerwearing the t-shirt, shorts, and moccasins I remembered putting on in themorning. The mirror revealed that I was now wearing a short peachcolored dress with nude panty hose. My eyes followed the lines of "mydress" from the hemline up past my narrow waist to the scooped-neckbodice bust line. It seemed impossible but I was actually sporting apair of firm breasts with cleavages! My new appendages bounced as Istepped closer to the mirror. My moccasin shoes were nowhere to be. She came downstairs in a black satin robe. Her hair was done nice.... looked like she was getting ready to go out? I noticed she had some pantyhose, or stockings on.... it was too hard to tell. "I thought we were hanging out tonight s*s? Why are you getting all dressed up?" She smiled and looked over at me," I'm not going out silly.... I just want to feel pretty thats all. Beside, there is nothing dressy about a robe dear brother." Something was going on. She snagged a bottle of wine from.