As my hand moved closer I felt Diane mover her right leg back making access easier. I pushed my finger into her to find it warm and wet, while she con...inued to squeeze my cock in her two small hands. I moved my head to bring our lips an inch apart and whispered, ‘This is how we should wake up every Saturday morning..’ With that, I pushed Di over onto her back raised up on my right arm and forced my mouth onto hers and buried my tongue down her throat. I kissed her long and hard while my hands. It seemed like she had prepared well for this. The guy’s name was apparently Nikhil since Anjali moaned it more than once, and he was wearing your average jeans and a t-shirt. He looked pretty big though. My guess would be that he was a football player or something athletic. Like I said, Anjali and I were not very close so I was not going to run in there like some moron and “save” my sister. I was planning to watch the show, and from the looks of it, my sister was really going to be ridden hard. He went on to tell me that because of some financial setbacks he was not going to be able to pay his part of our oldest son’s senior trip. This was a trip my son was talking about for months and was so looking forward to it. After a lengthy conversation which was mostly me calling him every name in the book, he agreed that he would not say anything to our son yet, and we would both look into ways we could get the money for the trip. I was so upset from that discussion I decided I needed to go. . He had me lie on my back, legs open, pillow elevating and presenting my asshole to him, I could see my own asshole the mirror as he played. He fingered me with lubed fingers and told me to relax, I was nervous. He said if done right it shouldn't hurt. I felt and saw his index finger sliding in and out of me in the mirror as I relaxed, my feeling was "very naughty". Socially men are not supposed to enjoy other men sexually but I was so hot by breaking this taboo! I had never had another man.