Damn, she looked awfully cute like that.“Will I get at least one dance with you in your dress?” I asked“You still want to dance with me?”“Of...course. Why wouldn’t I want a dance with my beautiful sister?”“I…..I don’t know. Never mind. I’ll save you a dance, Big Bro!” she said. Her pussy was wet and ached. Longing to finally feel Bret’s manhood enter her like no one ever had. Neither of us brought up the previous night. The next few weeks flew by till it was prom night. I still couldn’t. I put on my skimpy black g-string and a dash of red lip stick. I had opened a bottle of wine, and was singing and dancing, until I heard a knock at the door. Slipping into my dress, I opened the door, and Henry was standing there. I don't know why, but seeing him standing there at my door, dressed in his chef's pants and singlet, made me see him in a new light. Looking at his arms, I saw that they were defined yet not too big. Trying not to be too noticeable, I looked him up and down, and saw. Since Rick was under me reverse face up I saw his appealing cock right there in front of me. Automatically one hand grabbed his luscious young cock while still sucking my boyfriend. Matt had his hands still pulling my hips in the right rhythm of his cock when I felt Rick playing around with his fingers on my clit. I could not see what he was doing but it felt sensational. I stroke his cock harder to let him feel I liked what he was doing. Same time I started to say “yes-yes-yes-…” on the rhythm. Lee’s office and headed home. Driving through the busy streets, they sat quietly as their minds were sorting through all the statements that Dr. Lee had laid out for them in this initial session. Since neither of them had any previous experience with a psychiatrist, there was no basis for them challenging any of the proposals that Dr. Lee had set out for their future sessions with him. Barry knew that in order for their marriage to survive in some form, there would definitely be the need for.