Here he was in my truck, with my sister, and he was doing things to her that I knew that I would never be able to do to her. Besides, he was a year yo...nger than I and already he had more experience than me in kissing as well as fondling and probably in other things too.He had his back against the door and Vicky was half lying against him as they kissed. They had no interest whatsoever in the movie; both had their arms wrapped around each other and every half minute or so I could hear their lips. The fight resulted in two things. It caused anyone who'd been nearby to give us room as we regrouped and prepared ourselves for what would come next. The other thing that it did was that it drew attention to us. One of the myriad of street bums ran off the moment the fight had broken out and he had scurried in search of other guards. Those guards showed up just as we were dusting ourselves off and getting ready to move on. As always, I spotted them first."Well look at this," I muttered loudly. I told Kamran that he was invited for lunch at my house next day. I didn't tell him that my parents would not be there. Surprise was the main charm of the plan.As planned, my parents left next morning by bus and I went to college while Rani stayed home to prepare things.After I got home, I quickly showered and changed into a shalwar kurta (Loose baggy trousers and loose, thin cotton long shirt) and waited with Rani for Kamran to arrive.Rani was very nervous and kept playing with her steel. Kelly’s own backside was smaller as well as more muscular and tanned, but each lady had a fine booty in her own right.Sure, it was strange to see my own mother’s bare bottom as well as that of one of hers and Dad’s intimates. Even so, I reminded myself that I was already involved with Becca Haven, my very own sister. If I could fuck my big sister and her girlfriends, I could look at Mom’s tush as well as Kelly’s. It wasn’t a bad bum, anyway, as I previously noted. I could see the appeal of her.