His hand felt along the wall unable to find his towel.“Your towel fell on the floor; it’s to your right.”He recognized his younger sister’s vo...ce. What was she doing in the bathroom while he showered?John bent down and searched to his right and found the towel. He stood up and pulled the towel up to his face and dabbed his face and his eyes and then opened his stinging and watering eyes to see his sister sitting calmly on the closed toilet seat lid watching him.“Ah sis... I’m naked. ’ It’s a cool persona and it’s how you see yourself. But that doesn’t mean it’s who you actually are.”The warmth drained from his face. “Or, maybe it is who I actually am. I don’t want to get married, dude.”“Then don’t! But that doesn’t mean you should turn your back on a girl who makes you happy. Why is this so hard for you to understand?”“I don’t know! I just… Forget it.”The toast he was making popped up out of the toaster, burnt and charred beyond recognition. We exchanged a glance, and then. Her hands held my head tightly to her mound.“Ahhh, Jack! That’s too much! You’ll make me cum!” Wendy squirmed under me.‘Uh huh, babe! That’s the idea.” I muttered from her crotch. My tongue was slowly moving up and down her snatch.“Ooh! Right there baby, don’t stop! Please don’t stop!”She was rubbing that pussy all over my mouth. I could taste her deep arousal and her juices were running down my chin. Her hips found the spot she craved and I felt her tense up and thrust her pussy hard against. One by one five more guys ran up to the bar for their pitchers of beer and the five girls confidently walked up to identify their panties, get their hand stamped, fill out my form, and get that first free drink. I clipped their panties to the wire over my head.The other four girls climbed up on a barstool and then climbed up on top of my bar. They stood there facing me so that I could be the one to drop their panties while the rest of the guys got a very good view.I reached up under the first.