His truck has seen hard work, splattered with dirt, paint, and dust. He is wearing blue jeans and a white t-shirt, his beer belly pushing outward. He ...ooks like any other regular guy you might meet on the street. I capture all this in one glance.50 yards in, the trail branches off, and I take the path less traveled, the path leading to a place where I have knelt down before men, where wads of tissue paper and condom wrappers announce that this is a place where men have sex. I glance back long. I licked my lips and nearly drooled at the sight. Sherry moved closer and began to examine my leg and foot. She grasped my foot and asked if that caused any pain. I said it didn’t. Then she grasped me around the ankle, squeezed it a bit, and asked her question again. My response was the same. Then she went higher….onto my lower thigh, and repeated her question and I again said there was no pain. Then her hands went around my upper thigh with one of her hands flicking gently through my boxers. Slowly they fell to the floor to reveal a small red g string. I was lucky I never came there and then. She climbed onto the bed, straddling me before kissing me hard and fast. She grabbed both my hands and slid them on to her near naked ass. It felt so good squeezing her pert bum cheeks with my hand.She pushed me up to the headboard while she lay next to me still kissing me. She unclipped her bra and threw it onto floor. I decided to be brave and make a move and put my hands onto her breasts.. Lucy saw the problem straight away…Christ didn’t Hannah ever look down; because a few wispy crinkly dark long pubes were spoiling the perfect lingerie look; it was shave time for her sister: time to trim the bush.“Hannah sweetie; get those delicious panties off…now”Lucy only had on her underwear too and there was nothing unusual in that normally, between sisters...but this….“Wow Luce…i****t…gay sisterhood…I don’t think so…” and she stepped back and stood in the doorway. “You may secretly wish.