She removed her own bra and within a minute we were both nude, except for her panties and Big Girl, strapped tight to me. “Do you think you're going...to fuck me with that?”“I most certainly am going to fuck you with that.”“What if I fuck you with it?” She smiled and put her hands on her hips. “Change is good, right? Must you always be the one who wears the dong? Maybe I want to fuck you. Tell you what, I'll wrestle you for the right to see who wears the dick.”I laughed and began to unbuckle Big. As Bridget departed, Jon asked if Margo wouldn't mind giving hima ride back to his apartment as he didn't want to take the T again inhis current state of dress."That's fine," Margo said. "There's something I wanted to talk to youabout anyway." There is?" John asked. He felt his pulse tremble in his neck.They headed out of the mall and started off for the adjacent parkinggarage. Jon was feeling too nervous to notice the oncoming stares asthey walked down the sidewalk. Had Margo figured out he. I stood there still frozen for a few seconds till I regained my senses and greedily reached for her panties. They smelt of her and the crotch part was damp with her juices. With my eyes closed I inhaled her smell and rubbed my now hard cock through my boxers. I suddenly jumped when I opened my eyes and saw her standing right in front of me sporting an innocent smile only satan would be capable of giving me. ‘Do I turn you on so much Daddy ?’, she purred… The only thing I could say was ‘Sorry’…. You must understand. Now I am in America legally, and I have a sister. I am officially sister of Carlita with a birth certificate and passport and student visa from Guatemala. All very legal, and they cost Dave money.“Seven thousand American dollars!” I said when I found out.“Camila, my sister...” This time Carlita smiled even more. “We have the money. We wanted YOU to be safe. Now you are safe. You are eighteen, a year younger than me on our birth certificates, and you have papers. You are a.