- In general, it is not customary for lesbians to load each other with silly questions ... you have to praise and admire your interlocutor, tell me something pleasant!

Her brazen hand under the cover of the tablecloth began to remind me that I was not a girl ...

Her face shone with satisfied female revenge, but I never received an answer to my question about this dressing up. I decided to develop her theme and began to just sob, saying in a nasty voice that she bothers me ...

The collective rzhak began. Her face turned hot, but I quickly changed tactics and suddenly screamed at the whole room:

- Oh, where did my chest go?

And he began to feel himself, searching for the tits that had come off, all the girls sitting at the table immediately ran out of laughter to the toilet with eyes streamed from tears ...

The task of distracting attention was successfully completed, for which I received a kiss from the sister on the cheek and detailed explanations: I wanted to leave you a lover of the two of us.

- You again do not understand? It seems even did not drink ... Okay. I will speak in detail. Your passion came almost with the bridegroom and even pregnant, but from whom, another question, but you, or rather me, do not need it from you, from you your wife with a belly walks.

I quickly found literally in her university her a peasant, your spouse's brother. - What frowned like a turkey? You remain her and my lover. We have already agreed. She will come to her grandmother to play billiards with you.

“Why aren't you happy, Don Juan?” Do you understand why you are sitting next to the third bust size too?

- Sorry, I did not understand ... What, I'm just a goat?

- No, goat, you're a goat transvestite, ha ha ... No, goat, you still start crying like a real whore, without tears ... ha ha ha ...

- So where are we staying?

- On the goat-transvestite.

- It is necessary that the males do not see you as a competitor, to perceive you as just a jovial clown, but with a thick beater ... (at this time through my thin openwork panties, her long red nails stuck into me) ... meager male tears from the pain washed away the mascara ... that's what it means even once to joke about a beautiful woman!

Having decided to use her femdom to the end, my sister whispered:

- And now, infection, kiss me as it should ...

I, of course, dramatically coolly performed a French kiss with tears in my eyes, it was so sexy that my ladies came up to swallow my saliva ...

“Come on, friend, I'll draw you a new one,” and pulled at the door with a big “F” letter. Through tears, I didn’t quite understand where she was taking me, but when I washed my eyes, I realized with horror that I was in a women's toilet full of smokers and waist-length naked women.

In the short time to restore the make-up, I learned more about men than in my entire previous life. It turned out that they were standing and smoking topless so that they would not smell of tobacco ...

And indeed, the guys danced with me, danced with me, first of all they touched my fake "silicones", then they both began to laugh and thank for such entertainment and invited me to come to visit even in this dress with my chest, and then I realized that I played too well. ..

So, the sister officially "prescribed" me into an approximate clown - a jovial, who is cool and not boring with him, especially the female half. Men began to send greetings to me, in general, my sister arranged for me and myself again incest ...