I was shocked, lying on the floor, legs open, I could see everything. The black lacy thong over her pussy, her long tanned legs, I stood there mouth w...de open. “Oh my, I’m so sorry about that! Are you okay?” Max asked in a caring tone. “Yeah don’t worry, I’m fine!” She replied, a smile spreading across her face. “I’m Tegan.” She exclaimed, walking over to me.Quickly I composed myself and smiled, reciprocating her hand shake. “Hi, I’m Libby.”“I’ll catch you later?” Tegan questioned, like we knew. I don’t want to do it with anyone else.” “OK”, I said, “so how do we get started?” “Why don’t you touch my cock first and stroke it for a while and see what happens?” I slowly reached out for his cock and just as I put my hand around it, I felt it twitch. It was hot, a lot hotter than I remember mine being. He was very thick and it was hard as a rock. As I moved his foreskin up and down his cock throbbed in my hand and got hotter and harder. I could smell his cock as I worked it in my hand. It. I was trying to see just what else she wore but notfondling them too much. It consisted of a few bras, more French cutpanties, a camisole, a slip, a pair of pantyhose, and a pair of thighhighs. I was in heaven except she was in the next room. I wasdefinitely going to offer to house sit the next time she went onvacation.What I noticed was how well everything matched. Not only did she dresswell on the outside but she appeared to match her lingerie as well.Growing up with sisters and through. "Jontar started to laugh until I fixed my steely gaze and gravelly baritone on him. "And you! You are not to make fun of your sister." But she..." Silence!" I yelled, before slightly softening to ask, "What is going on between you two?"They almost spoke the same exact words simultaneously. They thought I was going to force them to mate each other when they came of age.I wanted to laugh, but instead, continued to play the tough guy role and use a little bit of reverse psychology. "I have no.