” Johanna said, and James looked around to see if anyone was around. I don’t think he believed we were making a pass, so making sure no one who wo...ld miss him, he moved from behind the bar and made a ‘follow me’ gesture to us. Taking down the last of our drinks, we followed him. In the back room, known as the lava room to the dancers of the club, James seated us on the velvet couch. James sat in the middle with me on one side and Jo on the other. She scooted closer to him to allow him more. "Sissy?" he asked. "What are you doing here?"Tom hadn't seen Sissy since high school. They had dated for most of their junior year. Tom had spent months trying to get into Sissy's pants, but the only part of his body that had breached that barrier was his thumb, and only enough of that to massage her clit. He did remember her hand jobs, though. Sissy was pretty good at that, even though she did make it seem like such a chore. He had told her more than once that it felt like she was kneading. The breeze was still playing with her skirt, flashing her naked ass and freshly shaved pussy to strangers on the sidewalk. By this point, we were both feeling no pain; my wife made very little effort to stop her blowing skirt. She put a hand down to hold it to her side, but it still blew up enough to show her delights. This was exciting enough on its own, and I loved how much she was exposing on the sidewalk. Had the night ended there I would have been just as happy, but I was excited and. While kissing and caressing each other, they maneuvered themselves into position so that he could enter her now salivating, bare cunt.As his hard penis slipped between her engorged nether lips, the sound of Lanikai sucking in her breath was barely audible, but enough for him to slow down and proceed with more care. He was so excited about fucking his sister that the very idea was a catalyst for premature ejaculation. Once he was all the way in, he had to pause or would have blown his load post.