Chris was working from home busy at his desk as usual. Though each time I waked past his door there was a nervous very fast click as he hid a window ..... or at least that's what I think he was doing. Then out of the blue he appears in the living room."Emily go get ready to go out, my mother has Clare it's all sorted, dress sexily we're going to have some fun. In one hour a car is coming to pick us up." and with that he went back up stairs.It is just after 10am so I have until 11. I wonder what. I'm so happy that you have suggested this.”She then went down on him. Her tongue was everywhere. Soon she was taking his full length. Paul was playing with her tits. He slid his hand between her legs. She opened her legs for him allowing him full access. Her vulva was beautiful. It was swollen. He slipped a finger in at the top of her slit. A big clitoris popped out.It was in the same league as Joy, Pam and Jeans. Her pussy was wet. He had three fingers inside her. She was pushing her pussy. She also was doing cart wheels in the back yard and when her top dropped to her head, her tits were fully exposed to us both! She just laughed about it. We both should have just ripped her clothes off and fucked her right there in the back yard.For whatever reason the night winded down, Molly was tired and still drunk and Marcus was too drunk to drive so he slept on our couch. My wife and I went to the bedroom and I proceeded to fuck a half passed out wife in every hole. We both fell asleep and. Oh man, this is going to sound weird.”“No, say it,” he said. Say it. Say it, Hannah. Say it.“I was thinking ... would it help if I masturbated as well?”“Yes,” he said, and I felt a surge of pleasure. It would definitely help. I was helping my brother. That’s why I was here. I was here to help my brother.“Great,” I said, as casually as I could, and slipped my hand into my already-soaked panties.Without even meaning to, I found my rhythm matching my brother’s, and we sat there for another fifteen.