Jennette glanced at the time. Fifteen minutes left. Shit. Taking the box from Miranda's lap, Jennette chewed her lip, realizing this might be too much...too soon, but she did promise a special gift... Not that she couldn't pretend the kiss was the gift.Miranda was the one who made up her mind though."Jen...?"Then the blonde was pressed against the arm of the couch, Miranda half laying on her, and lips pressed against lips. Jennette smiled as she pushed back just enough to catch the brunette's. She seemed to be perfectly suited to me. I can’t imagine anyone being a better match.I loved my mother and my sisters as any son and brother should. Admittedly, over the last few days, I loved my sisters in a way a brother shouldn’t. Well, according to society and outdated laws, anyway. I’ll agree to disagree with that one.I thought about my minimal experience with girls before Amara. I had thought there was love involved. Compared to my feeling for Amara, however ... I realised how foolish it. By this time I am imagening what his cock is going to look like, will he just want a blowjob, will he fuck me? I was getting so turned on. We walked inside the house and he showed me straight to the bedroom. I sat at the edge of the bed as he walked into the ensuite. Finally he is going to take off the costume and we can get started. Well I was half right. He walked back out with only the bottom half of the costume taken off. But I would be lying if I said I really cared after seeing his cock. “Oooohhh!” she managed to say, “boys, I want more!”We changed positions, Ann laid on her back and I raised her legs up to my shoulders and entered her pussy. Sophie sat on her face and started rubbing her clit on her lips. Paul came behind me and stuck a finger in Ann’s asshole, she was wet, wild and begging for Greek sodomy. I leaned forward just enough to better expose her ass to Paul and he just pushed himself inside her all the way. I thought Ann was going to faint from the immense pleasure.