Driver?" Great double entendre, again, for a young woman. I invited her in. She must have had another drink or two because the odor was pretty strong....I asked why she wasn't in her room, and she said, "You were so nice to me, I had to do something nice for you. Can I at least thank you with a drink?"Now, I'm not a drinker. Maybe a glass of wine with dinner. Out of courtesy, I said, "Sure - as long as you're buying, I'm pouring!" I placed her "bar" on the wet bar in my suite and invited her to. Throw in soft and cuddly, too.”Deborah smirked and stuck her tongue out at Krissy.“You cheated!” Krissy exclaimed. “You told him!”“She did no such thing,” I replied with a grin. “We have never talked about you, at all, except for me asking to make sure the two of you were in agreement about Deborah and me being together. And that was maybe two sentences in a really long conversation.”“You weren’t curious?”“I’m curious about lots of things, but I also remember the adage ‘curiosity killed the. Paul finally asked, "So is it really true you like dressing like a girl, or was that just a one-time deal?" I don't know why, but I admitted I liked it. He then asked, "Can I see?"We went back to my sister's room and I did my makeup and put on a blonde wig I stole from my mom's closet (not sure why she had it). With my hair and makeup done, he made a comment that I looked just like my sister. I asked him what he wanted me to wear, and without hesitation he said, "Her cheer leader uniform." I. He increased his tempo again, thrusting faster and deeper, heightening my orgasmic climb. His grunting grew loud and sharp as his thrusts became even more intense. He grabbed my hips and pulled me up off the bed, stabbing himself down into my stretched asshole again and again, driving deeper and deeper each time, pounding harder and harder into my rectum. Then his back began to tense and his buttocks grew tight as his body prepared to shoot his cum into me. I felt his cock grow tighter inside.