Neither did I grumble about what happened when we reached home, both of us rather the worse for drink. It was two in the morning and I went to grab tw... mugs of milk. I emerged from the kitchen, turning off the light, to find she had disappeared. I went to her room and knocked and she wasn’t there. The bathroom door was shut and I assumed she was in there, so took one mug to her bedside drawers, and took the other to my room.I entered and stopped dead.Connie was standing by the bed, fully. They're all 18," she smiles."Even Kristina?" I ask. "She looks so young." Even Kristina." Lauren rolls her eyes. "Duh, you should know we're the same age." Okay, I'm ready... but how will I decide?" I ask as I close the door behind me."Easy," she says over her shoulder. "Just pick your s!ster!" Laughing, she sashays down the hall towards the living room, her sexy ass causing more blood to pump into my hardening cock."Yay! He's going to do it!" Alex says, clapping her hands as she bounces on the. Her ass cheeks wiggled as she stepped to the refrigerator, opened the door and bounced around while she contemplated which gallon carton of milk she wanted. Oh my, was she teasing me? She poured the milk into the pan, fired up the stove burner and continued her sexy little dance. While she waited she stetched her arms and yawned like there was no tomorrow, then she rubbed a hand across her perfect breasts and down to her cunt. I could see a dark patch of pubic hair through the sheer bikini. When we arrived we were met by the organizers and informed of the rules, especially that "no" meant "no". This seemingly reassured my wife because her demeanor changed. We entered and it was like a community room and had about 30 couples in it. People immediately came up to us and introduced themselves just like a neighborhood get together. I saw a couple who looked familiar and my wife said "That is Jane and Tom, who would have thought they'd be here". They saw us and was a bit embarrassed.