I made my way to her room to knock and see if she was ready to eat. Upon reaching her door I saw it was slightly open. Now as I said, I was very naive...and certainly not confident and so my decision not to knock but to gently push her door open still amazes me to this day. Lust is a powerful thing of course, and I was hoping against hope that I would see something, anything. She was sleeping soundly on her side with her back to me and the covers were all crumpled but as I crept quietly closer,. Yet in thesedreams, I would undress and discover that I, too, was a woman!I would stand there, nude and feminine and totally incapable ofsatisfying my lusty bride, who would grow more and more demanding.Then, in my dreams, the masculine Chris would appear, no longer atransvestite, but completely male now. He would smilingly service histwin sister, and then, to my horror, turn his attentions on me! I wouldfeel myself standing there, rooted to the spot the way you are indreams, while male hands. He looked into her eyes and smiled. Was she playing with him?Fifteen minutes had passed and Felicity started to ramp up the stakes. She sipped her drink and tilted the glass towards Marcus.“Underneath this dress,” she hesitated for effect, swallowing her drink at the same time, “I’m just as wet as this drink-" she swilled the remaining drink around in the glass, looking at the motion of the liquid before looking into his eyes.Marcus nodded and watched as Felicity took a second sip before. “Is that uncomfortable, hon” I asked?“Oh! Oh! Shit no, oh crap, I feel that all the way up to my face.”I looked over at Sal. She had nothing to say - her eyes were rolled up in her head, so she must be enjoying it. After doing this about ten minutes, I could tell Barb was tensing up, her hips were bouncing of the bed with every stroke of my finger. Sal still had her eyes closed but she was undulating her hips as Tracy stroked her clit.Barb was the first to get hers as she let out a big moan and.