She looked closer. The clothes were all in her size.A feeling of dread and claustrophobia washed over her. She ran to the bureau ... more clothing ite...s of her preferred style and size.In the bath, she found more of the same, her toiletries, or others of the same brand.She ran to the bed and got under the covers, again. She resisted, with all her might, pulling them over her head as if she was a little girl. She was known for her ability to deal with crises of any sort and she wasn't about to. I felt my dick stirring in my pants and knew how uncomfortable it would be to pee with a raging hard on. "I really have to pee Megan", I said. "So pee why don"t you," she told me. She was still rubbing her hand around her pussy, and I couldn"t help watching her every movement. I stood there thinking for a minute when she spoke. "Oh you want me to leave or something". Hell no I thought to myself, and without any further hesitation I took my dick in my hand and started to relieve myself. "Nah. I slipped my hand round, fondled her ass for a few minutes before putting up into her anus. This provoked a long deep grunt and her buttock muscles contracted like a clamp on my hand insinuating itself into that deep cleth. All the fine hair that covered her body only added to my delirium that I was about to fuck such an exotic a****l. How many men really get the opportunity to fuck a "real" dyke, not some imposter dyke? It still made my head spin. What in the world would Mom think about this? . I love making love with you. I’d have no trouble making love to you while you loved Jim. You must understand that we’ve probably been naked nearly as much as we’ve been clothed since our family went clothing optional. We don’t have a lot of body shyness left, at least in more-personal situations. While I can’t absolutely speak for the others, we really like your dad, and I doubt any of us would have any real trouble being naked in the same room, even the same bed, with him, so long as we.