His hand clasps over my pussy as he goes to my tits. Somehow we tumble onto the bed in a controlled fall. I have one hand on his neck and one on his...cock. It's a good uncut cock, nothing close to the locals but by euro standards it's a pleaser. I get between his knees and offer a wet tongue swipe on the underside from the ball sack to the tip. He is hard and perfect. His foreskin is still up when I go down on him. After a few movements the foreskin pulls back. I take him deep to the gag. She told me that she was up on the second floor. When I managed to find the stairway and get up there, she was tied to a pipe. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness I saw that Melody was naked too.I asked, “Did Hank do this to you?”Melody replied, “Yes, but it was partly my fault.”I asked, “In what way?”She said, “I teased him. I promised to let him see my tits and then I chickened out.”I looked at her tits and for the first time I wanted to feel my sister up. Here was my chance to do it too. So. We were all alone & the thought of being alone with my dream lady was making me mad. I already had a boner although I was hiding it somehow.We boozed & had dinner, thereafter I pretended as I was leaving, to which she asked If I could stay with her for the night.1 bed and 2 bodies. Happy as hell. This was something I was dreaming for a long time.She went inside & changed into her rose pink silky transparent gown, that could hardly hide her lingerie & her voluptuous figure. This was the first. Her breathing was growing harder every second. She was thinking about her brother getting an erection over her. Oh God! Was that ok? She was also liking and enjoying, him having the hard on, making her slit feel wet and shaky. She was not his just a pest anymore, she was contemplating, planning something special for her elder brother. She wanted more of his attention, his male attention and was sure to get it.Ishant had always taken his younger sister as a pest, just an unpleasant, spoiled.