"You have fabulous skin, Iam so jealous."I snickered. "You... Jealous, I don't believe that you are beautiful."She leaned down and kissed my cheek. "T...ank you, that is very sweet, soare you going to tell me?"Hesitantly I spluttered. "I wanted a makeover, I am not experienced and Iwas hoping for some help, your ad in the paper says you offer theseservices."She smiled. "So you were trying to trick me huh... You my little dove arenot a lady are you?"I shook my head but then realised she was. He looks more comfortable in his dress than I ever imagined he would. The dress I picked out for him reminds me of that famous picture of Marilyn Monroe where she's standing on the grate with her skirt being blown up. His is bright blue though. When I signal for her to turn around for me she does, and it's nice to see she's having just a little trouble in the six inch heels. I point her towards the couch across from me. When she sits down with her legs spread out I glare at her until she sits. She was around five feet nine inches but it felt like she was towering over me. She had had a thick, attractive body, olive skin, hazel eyes, thick, dark, wavy long hair and full pouty lips. All girls were dressed near identically in the school's uniform, which was a short plaid skirt, long socks and white shirt. She only said my name "Ashley..."Without meeting her gaze I looked down and responded with a shy mumble "Y-yes?" the discomfort I was already feeling and clearly displaying seemed to. She started to move up and down. That got me into the mood. I grabbed her boobs over her t-shirt. She didn’t wear any bra.Me: Oh my God, sis, no bra, and panty!Sis: I was waiting for you to finish with mom.Me: You were waiting for my dick?Sis: Yes, brother, yes.I raised her t-shirt and started sucking her boob while she was moving up and down. She started to moan. I grabbed her head, moved closer, and kissed her lips to stop her moaning. I grabbed her ass and pounded her pussy, moving along.