My door is open! Someone has been spying on me!I jump from the bed and fling open my door. I look down the hall and see a light on in my brother’s r...om.“Oh! My God, He saw that!”I close my door and lock it, cursing myself for not locking it the first time. I lay back down in my bed, a flush creeping over my body. I close my eyes and wonder how I will face him. Oh well, it’s over and done with. I will just have to pretend everything is normal.The next morning, I go downstairs for breakfast. My. He made me lie on my stomach and like my back. He unclasped my bra but I did not undo it. He kept licking my back. He reached below but did not remove my panties, rather just uncovered my ass. He was avoiding my member, I wanted the most attention out of it! He thought of taking the easy way but I wasn’t a submissive sissy-girl, I was a devilish-tranny!I turned back. He looked annoyed but I got on my knees to gracefully remove his Pajama and slide off his boxers. It was the scariest thing I’ve. ” Trisha was the nineteen year old daughter of a neighbour Mrs. Walker and a bit of a handful. She worked in a local beauty salon, was blonde, busty, tanned and tarty in that order! She was a very pretty girl and she flaunted it in front of any male within eyesight. I would watch her working my husband with some of the tricks Sally had mastered including the bare feet, pointy toes, toe wiggling and even offering a frequent up-skirt or down blouse view to my husband whenever the opportunity. Suerkha turant piche agayi maine dekh kar uska pass aya to mere ku boli idhar kuch mat karo. Koi dekh le ga to bahut problem ho jayega. Surekha jakar ek jhad ka niche mere samne pisab karne baith gayi maine turant chru taraf nazar diya or uska samne zakar uska chut ki taraf dekha mere ku samne dekha kar hasne lagi maine kaha thoda sadhi upar uthao tumahara chut dekhne do surekha jan bujh kar sari niche kardiya maine uska nazdik chala gya or uska chut ka samne hath rakha uska pisab se mere hath.