My father looked at my mother and Mom sweetly said how nice that was of him and of course I could go over.Couldn’t they see? I felt the shame wellin... up inside me. Couldn’t they tell their son was being used as an older man’s fuck-toy? Didn’t they care? As these thoughts went through my head, the things Jim had done to me started to pop up as well. Images of his cock forcing it’s way down my throat. I imagined how I must have looked with my ass up in the air as he grabbed my hips and pumped his. I asked him to give me about 15 minutes to get ready. I stripped off my male clothes and started to sort through the clothes he’d left on the bed. There were some nice lacy knickers and matching bra in black. There were some black lace top hold-ups. There was some other underwear in white but I thought the black would go with my black heels. I put the bra and knickers on, the bra was little tight but I stuffed some tights into the cups. I sat on the edge of the bed and rolled the hold-ups up my. Instead, she rested her head on my chest and I felt my cock stand to attention, lightly brushing her leg. I looked down to see if she's noticed, and was relieved to see that she hadn't. I attempted to shift my position so that my hard-on was not resting on her leg but failed to make any progress. When my sister felt me moving she assumed it was because she was lying in an uncomfortable position. She began to climb off of me, but as her hand reached down to push off of the sofa, it brushed. She got up and confidently walk bit by bit as she easily pick off each ofthe frightened men, shooting them by their backs, while they were still distracted,foolishly thinking that the enemy was still in front of them. The last two standing manage to turn but it took them several seconds ofhesitation which eventually cause them their lives, because, instead of shootingAurora, they just stared at her in awe. They were so stun by the sight of an extremely lovely young woman with anequally.