As a boy, I looked like awimp. As a girl I was pretty.After an hour, Shelly said that we should go out for a walk. I said noway. I was wearing a dress... Shelly talked and talked, and at the endshe made me admit that I looked like a girl, and no one would evennotice I was a boy. She said we would look like two sisters going for awalk.I don't know why I said yes to this. It was like the time Mum bought mea pink coat and said no one will notice. I wore the pink coat to schooland everyone teased.. We were not sure we could even get in but we did. It looked like a club from a movie, very fancy and all hip hop with lots of lights and stuff going on. I was with a group of much prettier women and we were happy to be away from our husbands. The men kept coming up and asking us to dance and buying us drinks and flirting with us. Some of the ladies were even making out with the guys and talking about going home with them. I was even getting hit on pretty heavy which never happens and I was. Slowly and deliberately, she massaged the flaccid member until the first signs of an erection became evident. Buffy took the semi-erect cock into her mouth, licking and teasing the end with her tongue while holding him at the right angle. She worked just on the end, running her tongue around and then drawing his tip between her lips and sucking on the growing mushroom shaped head.Paolo began to jerk and twitch his withers in an involuntary reaction to her mouth. She caressed the length of him. " She let the gown fall off her right shoulder to bare her round breast. It was lovely. My palms itched and I felt myself salivating and hardening. She wept into her hands, deep sobs, just as I had feared. I hardened anyhow, painfully.I tried to look mournful and stepped forward to pat her shivering back, and look down her gaping gown. "I'm sorry, but it is true. Now we must prepare." Her nipples were berry like. The death of my stupid brother and his beautiful doxy would make me richer as well.