The jeans moved further down my legs, everyone could see the g-string I was wearing. The two round halves of my perfect ass came into view with two th...n strings bisecting each other at the top of my ass crack. One string curved around my hips and the other disappeared between my ass cracks before travelling to my pussy.I was doing a strip tease in front of the guys including my bro. I was turned on and didn’t care much as I was giving the guys a good look at my naked ass. I shook the two white. In fact, Carstairs showing up nearly killed two of them (and with a black girl, no less!), but I just waved and took Mel to the farthest corner. We spoke only when they did, to stop them from listening in. But by now the novelty had worn off and they hadn’t worked up the courage to ask for a selfie, so Mel and I relaxed. We don’t get that much time to ourselves, really.“Can I talk to you about this play you’re doing?” asked Mel, after I had successfully poured my second cup without getting. We had so much fun!!” She looked up at him, he’s speechless trying grasp the concept of his son and stepdaughter doing something so kinky. “Alyssa…You’re joking right?” She looked into his eyes grinning mischievously. “Nope…Brad was their, you can ask him if you want.” Seeing concern in his eyes, she added. “Oh don’t worry Jack, both boys wore condoms. And both me and Kayla are on the pill.” He scolds her. “Alyssa…I know damn well, your mother would not approve of what you just told me. You’re. "You sure I'm not 'over-dressed'?" she emphasized worriedly."Trust me," he told her, beckoning for her to come downstairs and join him.She hated it whenever he said that. She did trust him yes, always had, always would. But whenever he'd used that particular term, it meant he was up to something, and those something's usually surprised the hell out of her.The surprise began the moment they stepped out of the door of their home."A limo?" she asked honestly surprised. "We're going out in a.