I pulled her closer to me and planted a kiss on her forehead. She returned my embrace and beamed up at me. Then the smile faded into a look of unease....I could tell she was trying to work her way around to telling me why she asked about my history with women. “I asked because I figured … well … we know each other really well … and we love each other a lot … and … we are both virgins … and alone … and well…” Her face flushed and she turned away from me, embarrassed. I looked at my little sister,. His hands gripped my head and he pushed his now rock hard cock past my tongue and down my throat. My throat muscles worked his growing cock while I choked and gagged on him; my own spit started to run down my face and I closed my eyes. My black lover fucked my face in long deep thrusts pulling out enough for me to gasp a breath before pushing back into me. Slow and steady, he paused every so often to watch me squirm with his cock lodge in my throat and begging for breath. He pulled his spit. As he turned the pages I was so engrossed in these pictures that I hadnt noticed the head of my cock was peeking thru the opening in the robe. I didnt notice it, but Charlie did and said, "thats quite a boner there". Being shy, I quickly covered it up. "It's ok, he said, dont be ashamed" and as he said that he opened his robe and I tried not to stare, but his cock was hard, almost 7 inches and thicker than Johnnys. Charlie began to pull on it and stroke it slowly and I couldn't decide what. Greg was beginning to hate shrugged shoulders.Sharon came out of the bedroom wearing the dress he had purchased. Looking at her, he couldn’t believe the transformation that she had undergone. The stretch pants, tee-shirt, and lack of make-up had made her look unappealing. The vision standing in front of him was anything but unappealing. Her full length black dress had a plunging neckline and a bare back. It hugged her figure at the places where it should and hung loose where it was.