The answer to my question was a kiss unlike any I had ever had, one both urgent and tender. Your body slid atop mine, my legs parted and my hips adjus...ed to feeling the sweet weight of you above me. And then you entered me, the head of your desire parting me so slowly, so carefully. You seated yourself deeply inside my body while looking me in the eye, and I thought, ‘I am made for this. We are made for this.’ I saw the moonlight dripping through the window, spilling across your back and over. But as she got into it, all doubts were erased. It was a little weird, the wetness, even more than the cum smears that she was removing, but she was exquisite with her tongue, conducting a symphony of sensations, using the wetness, and adding to it with a hand scratching its way to my balls, kneading them, occasionally teasingly brushing the shaft itself. When she had finished cleaning me, my heart was beating fast, and my desire for her burning like a star. With her final stroke of the hand,. I had to admit that the whole idea of this situation, one that, except for the cock beneath my skirt, could be right out of a porno movie, made me quite excited.Even though a month earlier the idea of sex with another man would have seemed almost worse than anything, now it seemed to me a whole lot better than that man revealing I liked to sneak around the neighbours' houses dressing in their skirts and panties. It wouldn't just be the cushy job and extra cash that would suffer if that got out.. Cool down.}“Now dear, I really think your brother, in his cruel and tactless fashion, has a point. This should be a big night, so maybe we can find something in my closet for you. I’ll just bet we’re close enough in size that I have a nice dress for you.” Mom took Sue by the elbow and began propelling her down the hall to her room. I tagged along.“A dress? But I don’t have time to get all dressed up. Bobby’ll be here in fifteen minutes!” Sue complained.“What’s his number?” I asked. Sue stared.