Before the trip, we had made ourselves cards with our contacts on it, because in swinger clubs, it is quite normal not to have a phone with us, and it...is hard to exchange contacts at the right time.FrontWe had spent only half an hour in the club, when we both noticed a couple, where the woman was as if walked out of a calendar. She was so hot, and we decided to give them our card to see if they have heard anything about swinger lifestyle and if they were interested to get to know us more in. You should do stupid shit more often." Hey, my ankle is still broken and hurting." I know, but I was just saying." I get you," he added, before heading to my tits. "I love having melons served to me," he mentioned before licking my right nipple."Well, who doesn't?" I pondered, setting my hands on his head. "Please me with your dick and tongue horndog as you work up a big load for my slit. Shoot so much in there that you flood my womb." You know only one egg can be fertilized at a time, right?". Even this hurt, but at least it was tolerable on my sunburn. My mind was racing. I had just made love to my own brother!! “No,” I realized, “I hadn’t made love with him. We had had sex. Primal, feral, almost as two a****ls in the dark, we had done it.”But we had not done “it”. I had sucked him off. I had buried my nose in his curly pubic hair and lodged his manhood deep in the back of my throat and had made him groan. I had made him shoot load after load of cum down my throat, with some. Once more, a brief skirmish was fought in Sam's mind. The rational male half ordered his body to stop, protesting that this action was weird at best. The libido, enhanced by the mental adjustments, repelled that feeble attack and made its own thrust. This was just too nice, wasn't it? Sam's mind forgot its objections as the pleasure of his first female orgasm swept over him. It was after lunch when Sam was able to stop masturbating. He staggered to the bathroom and cleaned himself up,.