We though nothing of being up in there bedrooms playing. Theirmother was gone, somewhere so we were alone. Someone had the idea ofplaying spin the bot...le! I had heard of this time honored game but hadnever played, so they explained it to me. I thought it might be unfair,considering that 2 of the 4 were bother and sister. They were like, don'tworry about it. Ok, well I'm game how could I lose! Right. So Diane hadthe first spin and it stopped on Steve. She reached across and took hishand and. All doubts that I may be barking up the wrong tree, were soon dispelled when Kent rather blatantly commenced rearranging his ‘jewels’ in a very conspicuous manner. A visual battle royale with Kent now ensued, with him blatantly staring and me and me trying to camouflage my curiosity.Next, Kent upped the ante as his right hand slipped into the top of his elasticized shorts and commenced fondling his genitals. With his hand obviously firmly clamped onto his shaft, Kent then started tugging on his. Unfastening her pants, I stripped her of them, revealing a pair of lingerie panties. Merely tearing these off, I unfastened my pants as well, reaching into my boxers and finally unsheathing my engorged staff. I watched her eyes as I did this, and I will be damned if I did not see her eyes widen, her mouth grunt, and butt buck in excited anticipation. Oh, she wanted it bad it seemed. Taking my hand and reaching it between her legs, I found that this was true, pulling back a thick residue of her. "Yes," I panted, kissing her bottom lip, sucking it into my mouth."But we shouldn't be doing this," she said, without much conviction."We're not doing anything wrong, Amy," I told her. "Just enjoy it."She seemed to accept my argument-at least for the time being. I put my mouth back on hers and we kissed some more, our tongues resuming their duel, our saliva flowing from one mouth to the other. I kissed my way down her chin and onto the front of her throat, trailing the back of my tongue.