Meanwhile, here on the couch watching, Keary had dropped his other hand to my upper thigh and was slowly inching it closer to where my tightly closed ...highs came together. I heard a noise and looked around to see that Kyra was filming me again. The camera was catching Keary's left hand on my breast and his right hand, now only a fraction of an inch from my moist slit.I jumped when his finger touched me in that most intimate part of my body. But still I didn't struggle. Well, I did struggle. I. ” I was happy inwardly but I said, “Don’t worry he will be back and I am here for you right?” She looked at me and suddenly hugged me. I was shocked for quite some time. But then I embraced her and started stroking her back.While doing so, my hand moved towards her ass as I just kept them there. I felt her body turn stiff for a moment. Then I saw her looking in my eyes. I looked in her eyes too and our face moving closer. Our lips met, both of our bodies jolted. She tried to move away but I. If I had left the room she would have pursued me into the garden, and if I didn’t comply with her demands, she would make it her mission to find a way to make me regret it. I immediately understood the risk, and could picture her on the phone to my mother, telling her how she had caught me in her panties and bra, and how I had been dressing up in my sister’s clothes since I was a boy. I sat down in the armchair opposite her, my arms folded in resignation, and waited for more questioning.. I didn't want to look too strict; I wanted to look like a playful little minx.Then I got a text from Amy, "Hey, are you still okay for tonight?" Yep, definitely! I'm looking forward to it!" I replied. I didn't want to put any doubt in her mind that I intended to play with her that evening."Yes, me too :) But I'm scared. What if we don't like it, won't it be weird?" she texted back.I knew I had to say something good here. I really didn't want to fuck this up. I chose my words very carefully. "I.