After the shower, I walked back towards Michael and Lynn's bedroom where I could hear them talking. They were both sitting at the head of their bed ta...king about a friend of theirs. I sat at the foot of the bed and we began to get caught up. For some reason, the quick beating of my heart didn't slow down like it normally would. There was something about the way Lynn was looking at me that kept the excitement going.We talked for a good amount of time, but as sometimes happens on a lazy weekend. At the very least he somewhat enjoys people-watching, and on a Saturday afternoon like today it can busy enough that he is more likely to see something noteworthy. As he scans the room, continuing to look for threats or anything interesting, he sees an average looking man leaning down and kissing a woman who is sitting in one of the chairs to wait for a plane. The guard slightly stiffens, preparing to talk to them if it gets out of hand, but then pauses as he realizes that he has seen the woman. She took this as a hint and moved her lips down to my cock head. Still stroking me, she kissed the head before wrapping her warm lips around it. I was in heaven as her wet mouth and tongue engulfed my cock.Taking her hand off my cock, she started taking more of me into my mouth. Seeing my hot sister on her knees eagerly taking me into her mouth, sucking me up and down was too much. I leaned in. "I'm going to cum soon, s*s."She squeezed my balls, as if to try and coax my load out of my sack, and. I did.” Susan blurted out, with an attack of guilt. “But I didn’t know she was a virgin. And I didn’t know she was obsessed with me.” “I don’t blame you for anything, Susan. I’ve come to you for advice.” “Advice?” “Yes. I’ve taken on the task of acting as Amna’s agent. I just want to find out more about the industry she’s working in. Would you like to join me for a meal?” “I’ve got nothing else arranged. Where have you got in mind?” “La Maison Déclassé,” Fatima suggested, mentioning a.