“You are my dream MILF and I love you,” Adam said spanking me softly. The ‘MILF’ thing excited me and the ‘love’ part again upset me a lit...le. “Fuck me, Adam,” I screamed forgetting the part where he told me that he loved me. “Fuck me really hard, I’m a big fucking slut who is fucking with her best friend’s son,” I screamed. Adam spanked me a couple of more times and then he made me lean back in the couch. I spread my legs quickly and Adam’s cock was inside my pussy again. I looked outside the. To this day, I have absolutely no idea why I had a sudden urge to put on my little sister's clothes. I had no desire to be a female... still don't! Fuck! I'd French-kissed a girl before my teens, and my only mission in life was to produce cum and lose my virginity to one of the girls in my class.Although my sis was three years my junior, she was tall for her age, but with no hint yet of her having to wear a bra. I got out of my clothes and put on her dress. My hard-on was spoiling the image.. There are some lines around her eyes but she isslim, tanned and stunning enough to pull off an over the knee skirt and ablouse unbuttoned low enough to see the top of her firm breasts. Wekissed, not like mother and son, but like former lovers, which seemed toshock the nurses. When I finally stood up, she was momentarily takenaback as she studied me from top to toe."You look like a beautiful young woman," she exclaimed. "I should haveput you on hormones when you were a teenage boy, although then. I could smell her sexy hair and neck as she ran her lips on my forehead. She squeezed my arms. "Mmmm I like your muscles baby." she moaned. Next she walked over and put her hands on my shirt. She pulled up showing off my bare abs to her. She looked down. "I see your tan all over. I need to see more." said Charlene. With that she ripped open my shirt. "Rip!! Pop! Pop!" All the buttons on my shirt were being popped offed. They fell on the ground. She looked down at my bare chest. "Oh that is nice.