When his hards first touched me as he spread the lotion on my back I thought I was going to die. The chills and the thrill that went through me was so...ething I had never felt before. As he spread the lotion along my waist and hips, that did it. I’m probably the one that sent this whole situation over the line but as good as his hands felt I asked Mark to put some lotion on my legs and butt so they wouldn’t burn too.At first I didn’t think he was going to do it but after a few. She spread her legs a little giving me tacit permission to go further. I looked into her bare crotch and ran my thumbs all the way up. I began to kiss her pillowy buttocks. My tongue traveled down between her cheeks, I licked all around and into around her asshole as she pushed into me. I moved down and along to her pussy. I could smell her scent and I buried my nose in and inhaled deeply. She rocked her ass into my face. Then I turned her over.I stood at her feet and took in the sight of her. So what if most of his erotic dreams were filled with naked, well-built men. Mark never acted on any impulses or thought his feelings through. God help him if he had when his father was alive. Mark’s father would have beaten him harder than he ever had, thinking his son was becoming a queer. Mark’s father was now dead for a few years. His mother and sisters would accept anything Mark did as perfect, so some of the worst barriers have been lifted. But again, did Mark want ‘barriers lifted?’. To my shock, I saw my little sister of nineteen years of age standing there. She also looked shocked and I ushered her indoors.“Sis are you here for what I think you are?” I asked trying to sound casual. “You’re not an escort, are you? Do mom and dad know? When the hell did you start doing this?”She sat on my couch and looked at me thoughtfully. Then seemed to shrug.“I actually started when I was seventeen. There is a lot of call for young, tight girls. I could also ask you what you are doing.