This was fun." "Oh, more than fun, fantastic. I'll dream about this tonight." "And, Jason, there's always tomorrow."I never dreamed I would be getting...handjobs from my beautiful older sister. I had just had two orgasms less than an hour ago and I was hard again. So, off to my bedroom and a quick beat-the-boner.The next afternoon, I ran from the bus stop home to make every second count. "Julie, I'm home" I panted. She walked down the stairs and said, "Are you all right. You're out of breath.". After telling me this I was very excited and couldn't wait to watch my pretty little bride acting like a whore. Friday evening just as I was closing the shop Andrea called and asked me to stop by the liquor store and pick up some vodka. I ran my errands and headed home, as I came down our street I saw Tim's white Ford pickup in our driveway and I knew I was in for a treat. When I walked in the kitchen carrying the bottle I could see the backs of Andrea and Tim's heads as they sat on the back. Then it was David who was on herwhile Rob and I listened to her giggles of excitement. Julie was intentlyenjoying this as much as we were. We figured he must have penetrated herwhen he let loose with a long sigh followed by her faint moans ofencouragement. I was the last. I stood at the end of the sofa looking at this ecstaticbare assed girl beckoning me with an extended finger. Despite being wipedaway there was a still a glistening sheen of David's watery sperm smearedover her lower. Nothing seemed to be. I sat down with a cup of coffee to relax for the two hours before dinner. I knew he was going to call since Kate made an issue of it, but I wasn’t ready for his call anyway. ‘Hello,’ I said into the phone to stop the trumpets. ‘Well hello there Max, it’s me Martin.’ ‘Yes Irish Martin, What can I do for you Red?’ ‘You can open the gate for me. We need to talk.’ ‘Your timing sucks, the cops left not half an hour ago. I’m not in the mood for playful chat or sex.’ I suggested..