A better everything.“Sit your lard ass down!” I growled. “Shut up and just watch. I’m the man of the house, and I’m going to enjoy all the p...rks!”He let out a blubbery whimper and darted for his recliner. It groaned as he slammed himself down into it, not caring at all about his “back.” I knew his injury was such BS. He stared up at me as I motioned for Alison to my side.My sister approached me, my cum staining her thighs, her round breasts bouncing before her. She reached me, touching my. ”Helen gestured to what looked to be a string of many red tassels hanging from Mander’s left shoulder. Because of the height difference between them and the way they were leaning over Marco, they were at Helen’s eye level. She played with them a little like a kitten.“You know what these are? Tell him, Mander.”“Laces. Taken off Nazis I fucked up or worse.”“You see,” Helen explained with a long drag, “A Nazi can be a Skinhead, but a Skinhead is not always a Nazi. Mander was one of the non-Nazi. As he walked towards me stroking his cock I was fractionally disappointed that his cock was not bigger but when he arrived at the window, I couldn't get it in my mouth fast enough. It tasted strong as if it hadn't been washed but the taste was arousing. It was only semi-erect as I made my mouth as mushy as I could and let him push his way in. His hands on the roof of the car to balance and his cock right at my face level, he started to fuck my mouth getting harder and harder. His cock. The kiss was beyond passionate. Her hands slid under her his shirt and seconds later she peeled it off and threw it toward the door into the house. She bent her head and licked his salty sweat from his chest and the sucked his nipple into her mouth. He gasped as her teeth raked his flesh and he grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head up and back. Then his mouth went to her throat and he bit and kissed his way up and back the length of her neck and back to her ears. The feel of her groaning.