...................................We collapse on the bed breathing hard from the fuck we have just shared that has been months in the making. But the...night is not over yet, time to get ready to show you off. You disappear off to the shower and I ring down for champagne to get us going again.As you come out of the shower I greet you with a glass of champagne and then sit back to watch you get ready. I enjoy watching you dry yourself, your hair, applying you make up, all the whilst drinking back. ”Clint smiled as he sat down, his back straight, proud like the rooster in the hen house. He patted Melody's hand before he went back to his homework. Vicky rose with naked grace, a huge smile on her lips as she darted into the kitchen to join me.Her arms went around me, and she kissed me, my tits, barely covered by my apron, pressed into her naked breasts. She squeezed my ass. It was so wonderful not having to hide my love for my sister, our tongues dancing.My eyes widened. I tasted pussy on. I’ll take you right up to gangplank. May I ask you something? What exactly is a ‘Tea Party’? Is this a Revolution era reenactment?’ They both laughed at my naivety. ‘No, silly man! Do you know what a ‘Tea Dance’ is?’ ‘Not really, Wayne. Is that like a late afternoon party. Something from an earlier era, like Victorian or something?’ ‘In our circles, a ‘Tea Dance’ is often held in the Spring or Summer, usually in the late afternoon or evening but they have them at all hours now. It’s a good. OMG, that whole huge cock I saw earlier, which had looked almost as thick as my wrist, including that monster ball-like bulge is in my pussy, I thought in panic. I could feel it deep in my belly, filling my tender pussy tunnel and stretching it like nothing had ever done before. Presto was now just standing over me, his tongue out, hardly moving at all as if waiting for something to happen. I couldn’t fathom why he wasn’t slamming into me like a piston like when he had started raping me.