Told my wife I was meeting up with a old pal, going to see a band and crashing at his that night.We meet in the bar, looking like two mates having a b...er, not two guys who a short time before had been having amazing gay sex.After a couple of pints, mainly to settle my nerves we made or way to Delmonicas, because of the Gurls night the door policy was strict, but being with Mark we breezed in.....I could not believe my eyes gurls, gurls, gurls to quote Motley Crue, all shapes, sizes and. As we were taking our skates off in preparation for going home, Susan said something about her butt being sore. I couldn't pass up the opportunity, and told her "That's okay. Holly and Diane fell down a lot when they were learning, too. Of course, it probably didn't hurt them as much, since they've got so much more padding than you do."It took Susan a second to get it, but when she did, she started laughing at the mildly outraged looks Diane and Holly were giving me. They knew I was teasing. “I need to pee.” I ran to the little bathroom stuck in a corner of the studio. My face was flushed and I was breathing deeply as I sat on the toilet. When I walked out, my brother and the artist were talking. They stopped as I approached. “I hope you got some good shots, Dad,” I said.“I did, Jana. But I must say that you two went beyond what I expected.”“Are you okay with that?” I asked.“I’m okay,” he said. “Dusty tells me he’s okay too.” I saw something in his expression but I didn’t know what. She tried to pull her feet free, but they, too, were held tight to the chair. Her crotch was spread open, exposed, just as her tits were.“What ... what do you mean?” she gasped, her eyes filled with fear.“Oh, we got some good ideas, Peggy,” Tommy said.She had an idea what he was talking about, and cringed inwardly. “You wouldn’t ... I’m your sister, damn it!”“That’s what we like about it,” Tommy said. “You know what, Peggy? Since you have such a hot ass, since you love to sit on that jerk’s.