The top was way above her waist, her curves, her tender naval was inviting my lips to play with them. I tried hiding my lust. I told her to mix little...vodka, she will feel good. She said, “no uncle”, I forced and put a little, to it. She couldn’t say no, she took that glass and we started drinking. We were talking about her college and school, also I told her about my college and she had queries about my wife. She was too sympathetic to me, she did allow me resting my head on her necked smooth. .i met HER. SHE found me online and started to chat. my heart was RACING! Thiswas the first interaction with someone who knew my faggot sissy self. i told heri had been 'window shopping' online for some new panties, my own stockings. iexpected praise. SHE told me that a good girl wears heels. A good girl buysheels in the store. A good girl wears at least a four inch heel.i was very scared.i couldn't wear a four inch heel - i won't be able to stand.i couldn't go to a store and buy heels - i'm. I turn the TV off and listen for her. Nothing. Swirling the liquid around the glass bottle, I decide it’s time to get up and see what she is up to. The hall splits two ways after climbing a few stairs from the family room, I glance towards our bedroom thinking maybe she forgot. Running through the events of today, I wonder if my uncensored mouth got me in trouble again. But, the light was still off. “Honey?” I call down the hall.“Shh.” Turning my head towards the kitchen, I notice the stove. Sarah licked her lips and went to me to kiss me again but this time she grabbed hold of my hard cock and slowly started to wank it. Steven was now beginning to strip off and Sarah dropped to her feet and licked the tip of my cock before opening her mouth wider and taking in half my cock. I looked down to see my fantasy fuck furiously sucking my cock like it was the last one on earth then Steven, now naked stood next to me. He had a large cock around seven and a half inches, neatly trimmed with.