"Don't be that way," I said as if she was being completely unreasonable. I decided to be up front about what I wanted. "Why don't we go upstairs to my...room and fuck?" There was no sense in beating around the bush about it. At least Sheila now knew my intentions."What!" Sheila gasped. "You twerp! I'm your sister." So what?" I said. I moved my hand to the top of her thighs and caressed her snatch through the fabric of her jeans to let her know I was serious. She gasped again."Stop it," Sheila. A disc jockey (female) was accommodated on a raised platform to the right of the doors that we had entered through. There was a large fragmented glass globe rotating above the centre of the dance floor that reflected the strobe lighting and thin intermittent shots of multi-coloured lights that were fired at it from various points around the room. Apart from that there was no other lighting and for the most part the room was in darkness, particularly about its perimeter.Alice took my hand,. My mouth slid over it and down, down until my nose was in his hair, and his cock was now deep in my throat. I sucked down on his cock and moved my head up and down, sucking and loving his cock. Deeply I sucked his cock. Wetly I sucked his cock. My mouth was filled with cock and producing spit that was drooling down the shaft of his cock and over his balls. My view was of his lower stomach and pubic hairs, and I sucked cock. Then he held my head and moved it up and down on his cock. Moved my. . Again! And just with a kiss this time.I was reeling — Jake didn't look much better; he looked like he'd been hit by a truck — when Jean took me in her arms, melted her lips to mine and really let go. Wow! When we eased apart, she said softly, "Welcome to the family, Susan Stark. And I, for one, hope it turns out to be permanent. You are an utter dream!" Then she giggled and added, "But just look at what you did to my poor son! You almost killed him with your lips. The poor guy can barely.