. well good for him. I smiled, "How's that feel daddy?"I grunted with the pleasure of hands kneading my body. "Uh, it's good Sarah. Magic hands, that'... what you have honey, magic hands."I finished with his backside and told him to roll over. He did, grabbing the towel and holding on to it for dear life. When he finally lay still long enough I could see the bulge under his towel and was positive it was still growing. "Okay daddy, time for me to do your chest and abdomen. Look, I have a hand. The dark "areolas" against her white skin where the size of small saucers; the nipples were rosy, protruded about an inch.I took the left breast in my hand and brought it back up. I could feel its heavy weight; the nipple was rising. Then I took the right boob in my mouth, sucking on it and grabbed the nipple with my teeth.She was kissing my hair and stroking my back and shoulders, as I was stroking her fantastic jelly belly, her sides of flesh in her back, her love handles... actually more. ...Bobby, do you two do it?" she asked timidly."What?" You know."God, had his older sister had just asked him if he was having sex. He could feel the blood rushing to his cock, could feel Patty's breast against his arm, could feel her leg curled against his.... "Yes," he finally answered, whispering in her ear."I knew it," she mumbled almost inaudibly. "God, you're so young." I'm eighteen. I'm a man," he insisted as he put his arm around her and hugged her."Yeah right. How long have you. Guess they were ready for a hot time.Once we got there and checked in Morgan found us a table by the dance floor. Soon our women were being asked to dance and we certainly encouraged that.After one slow number a couple of black guys asked if they could join us. Of course we said yes before the wives could answer.By now, after several drinks and slow dancing where they were rubbing against their partners the girls were really buzzing. Turns out the black guys had two friends that also joined us..