As we chatted and ate our lunch I found myself being caught staring at his features. He asked if he could feel the material of the dress and I too ...uickly said yes please. His hand on the top of my thigh was warm and I felt my heart beat accelerate as I flushed with heat. The booth was very private and I was feeling the effect of three glasses of wine. I quit talking now and just stared at him. I uncrossed my legs and opened them ever so slightly. He noticed. His hand. I won’t look for excuses and blame the fuzzy and fogginess of my brain but even knowing well that she was my sister and any odd thoughts would be a sin, I felt myself drawn to her. My hand had started rubbing my quick erecting cock in the tiny underwear; unable to conceal it, I moved into her bedroom. Emily saw me but kept playing with herself, making me more aroused. She had a look on the stretching fabric of my underwear, resisting the tearing apart; because of the immense meat pressure from. I must of made it obvious because my mrs said put your eyes back in, my sister-in-law looked at me and winked. We all sat and drank into the evening i was getting hard just sitting with them. My mrs got out to use the toilet and as she went in my sister-in-law turned to me and said have you got a hard on yet? I gulped and kind of laughed and said what? She looked towards the window to the bathroom and said my sister is sexy you should be hard for her. Of course by now i was absolutely rock. I kissed Sasha, earning a stern look, and took off with Diana. We held hands as we walked around the store. Our first stop was the butcher counter and I explained the cuts of pork I wanted and the thickness.“I like it when the meat is thick.”“Me too!” said a voice behind me.“Sasha, are you stalking Diana and me?”“No! I heard her talking about your thick meat.”“Maybe I’ll just keep to myself on Monday.”“You want to see your meat get burnt really fast?”Diana and I laughed, and I swatted Sasha on.