In my imagination, I started kissing my cousin’s lips and squeezed her boobs with both hands. I kissed her lips slowly. My cousin responded to my ki...s and we started kissing more passionately. Her lips tasted soft and sweet. I kissed both her lips and used my tongue.My cousin sister then opened her mouth slightly wider to allow my tongue to enter her mouth. Our kiss got more passionate and we started sucking each other’s tongues like animals.After a few minutes, we stopped kissing as we were. As acrossdresser, I owned lots of bras, but I had never owned or had evenworn a sport bra before. Well, not unless you counted a leopard skinsports bra that I had 'borrowed' from an ex-girlfriend many yearsearlier. And that wasn't a true sports bra in the sense of the word.I picked it up and checked it out. It wasn't in my size, so I pickedthrough the boxes and found one in a large size in a light blue. Then inthe next section of the display I found Yoga leggings. I found a pair inmy size and. The one time I tried to mention it to my mom. She started talking about her aunt Elsie who spent her life at the funny farm. She gave me a sharp look. In other words, shut up.I started drinking. Sometimes I’d be drunk three or four days trying to numb myself from it and the fear. When I started dating John it was a god send. He helped me slow down and as long as I focused on pleasing him the dreams and stuff would mostly go away. Life was great. We married. I had a master who loved me and our. I loved watching the water trickle over her nipples and run down the back of her ass. I stepped underneath the water with her and began rubbing her wet body. My still hard cock brushed up against her round ass and she instinctively bent over waiting for me to ram her. I slid my cock into her pussy from behind and began to fuck her hard. She kept moaning and yelling with every deep thrust. I loved bending her over and fucking her tight pussy. It was even more exciting doing it in the shower..