I also began my lustful journey into Sally sweetness; she gushed immediately and began to tongue her husband’s tight dark sphincter, pushing into it...as well as she could. Hearing his grunts of pleasure Jane did the same to me and soon we were all moaning in lustful tones, each now connected by mouth to someone’s most intimate parts. Sally seemed to need more so I gently ran my fingers between her cheeks and pushed tentatively against her small circular hole, she gasped and her hips lunged. Several days went by. I spent a lot of time thinking about my sister wanting me to be the first to fuck her. I knew it was wrong but I also knew that I wanted to do it. Joan and I were alone at home in the living room and Mom would not be home for a couple of hours when she said, "it's been days from when you last rubbed my pussy. Don't you want to do it any more? Don't you like it? There's still a couple of weeks left in the month." "Come over here and I'll show you that I like it." . He finished his meal before she was done so he sat watching her eat her salmon and garlic pasta. When she was done he once again got up and removed their plates. He brought the plates of chocolate covered strawberries out of the kitchen and placed them on the table. She chuckles softly when she see what he had made for dessert. He knew that the strawberries would be the highlight of the evening. After refilling their glasses with the last from the champagne bottle he once again takes his seat. Sheri had a window air conditioner in her room which she had to have on the coldest setting. She kept the door shut in her room, so it was freezing. We crawled under the blankets on her bed and snuggled in close to me. She wrapped her ice cold hand around my cock and started very lightly and slowly stroking me. * “After you left that night, I went into the bathroom and got in the shower with Tara and Char. There was no more sex in the shower, but they each took a wash cloth and soaped and.