I pushed her bra cups to kiss her tits. She moaned sexily. I sucked them and fondled them with my fingers. I went down to her navel and started kissin... them. She was ecstatic. I put my mouth to suck it and she pressed my head against her navel. She loved it.I looked up to see her mounds but I don’t know when she did that her bra cups were covering her naked boobs. I started kneading the mounds.I went down further to plant a kiss on her panty and inner thighs. I further explored her thighs by. And the feeling it gave me was unlike anything I had ever felt. Through the haze of what I later learned was my very first orgasm I watched as my sister and Katrina hugged and kissed each other. Their kisses were gentle and did not last long. And as much as I wanted out of that closet I loved watching them lying quietly on that bed, cuddled together and running their hands gently over each other’s nubile young bodies. They whispered things I could not hear and lingered on the bed for what. "Anything!" Her smile was all promise.I swallowed; would she really do it? I threw caution to the wind, and commanded, "I want you to be my sex slave!" Yes, Master," she answered, sounding unsure. "That's what I would call you, right?" Yeah," I smiled. "My loving, little slave-wife."She gave a throaty laugh. "I'm yours, Master. Your naughty slave-wife." Suck me!" Absolutely, Master!"My wife unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock. She gave me a few strokes, then her lips were warm and wet as. Anyway there was plenty of food and booze and relatively early my boyfriend got well and truly shit faced, he could barely stand up so a couple of blokes took him to an unused room to sleep it off.When they came back to the main room they came over and started to chat, they were both I would guess around twice my age, I was nineteen at the time and flattered by the attention, they kept making complimentary comments about how I looked and my dress etc, also saying how my inebriated boyfriend.