I didn't look like a boy in a dress. Ilooked like my sister. I was starting to get a little freaked out by thesite. I thought with a little make up I ...ould look even more like her. Iwent over to her make-up table and put on a Little make-up. I put on somefoundation and some blush. I also put on some lip stick and some gunk onmy eye lashes. I walked back over to the mirror and there was my sisterlooking back at me. I looked just like her. It was so weird. I was reallypretty, in fact kind of hot.. I can’t do it with you now. He is lying on the bed right beside us.Her :- Why do you think I am trying to have sex with you right now. That’s because I am his wife.Saying this she starts sobbing. Fearing that uncle might wake up, I console her & take her into my embrace.I :- What do you mean?She :- Do you know his & mine age difference? Almost 17 years.And you must know about his health condition, right? He is always sick or tired.Other times he is busy at work & doesn’t have any time for. ..” I started to say before all three of them yelled, “No!“ Sammy then quickly added, “Your outfit and stripping methods are our domain, Cuda!”I immediately looked at Mr. Labatt and saw him give me a raised hands, shoulder shrug with a negative head shake motion to signify he knew better than to get involved in this lost fight.“Oh! Shit!” I playfully said and turned to rip into that opening guitar riff once more.Before I got too far into it, Lisa asked, “Do you like what E and me were. And as she did she grinded herself against my dick again and I remember gasping lightly. Her breasts were beautiful. Fully developed and stout, I just stared in amazement. Next, she reached back and removed her bra and now I saw all. Nipples, breast, everything.“What do you think?” She asked matter-of-factly.“I like them,” I answered and thrust my waist up again.“Touch them,” she said, and so I did, reaching up and carefully massaging her breasts.“Can I ask you something?” I asked as she purred.