Now the two of them began to fondle her tits while sucking on them. I watched my sister just stand there, her eyes closed moaning away like a little ...lut. The one thing that had always turned me on about my sister was her tits. Even though they are a 36B, with her petite frame they actually look larger, somewhere like a mid C cup. The one guy began to run his hand up and down the crack of my sisters’ ass, doing his best to get a good feel through her jeans. The manager just ran his free. “I was wondering how you were doing. You hadn’t said anything more about it.”“I’m good,” she replied. “Kinda sore, though. I wasn’t really expecting that, but it’s going away. I want to do it some more.” She smiled shyly as she said this last.She stood from putting plates in the dishwasher and kissed me abruptly.“How about now? I have to get a shower before we leave, anyway.” Her hand slid down and caressed my stiffening cock thru my shorts. I hadn’t had this much sex in years! Not that I was. She, or he that is, didn’t flinch. She continued on with her blow job. Jim leaned into me and said, “Never doubt me. I know what I’m talking about.” We sat back down and watched the live show next to us. Although I’ve watched porn on the internet and television, it was so much more intense live, kind of like sports.A few minutes later, another woman walked in. This time I could clearly tell it was a cross-dresser. Although he had a wig, he had no make-up or lipstick; he walked funny, and did. “Imagine us three eating pussy at the same time,” she returned the quiet yearning.It was difficult for the three to hide their growing desire for the other. A hand would be placed high on a bare leg and was appreciatively held in place.Brad turned a little to Abby, “I’ll now take the time to explain the difference in last names for my parents. Mom told us the whole story just the other day.”“You don’t have to if it’s too personal.”“No it’s okay, you’d likely find out from my sisters. Back in.