I woke up that morning feeling surprisingly great. I gave a deep stretch and instinctively reached down to greet my usually stiff cock but instead of ...he rigid 9 inches I only feel a small patch of hair. Then a mound. Lips? A pussy? I threw the blanket from my body and stared in disbelief. “What the fuck?!?!” I screamed in a voice that wasn‘t mine.I bolted to the bathroom and stared at the young girl looking back at me in he mirror. Her actions matched mine. I touched my face, she touched hers.. They couldn’t keep their hands and lips off one another. The scent of sex permeated the air. The water cascading from the showerhead did little to cool off these two as they embraced and locked lips under the spray. Their hands roamed over one another from the neck to the ass cheeks. Being newcomers to the whole love scene, they were attempting to re-create everything they had ever heard from their friends, seen on HBO, and conjured up in their minds as fantasy as they stood in the tub.. So far, it has. The other couple we play with called a few days after New Year's to see if we wanted to get together. Since we were home with the k**s and couldn't leave them (and had no money after Christmas!) we had to decline the invite. The next day -- yesterday -- the husband texted. He said his wife was horny out of her mind and needed extra help. Could we make it out? As their older k**s were still home from college we couldn't go there and with our k**s home we couldn't play here.. After several seconds the incessant bucking of his dick settled down to occasional twitches that pushed the last drops of his cum into her mouth. Anne pulled her face away from his cock and looked up into her brother's eyes and gulped down the final mouthful of his cum. His glasses had fogged up slightly and sweat stained the front front of his shirt as he gradually caught his breath. Anne stood up and still looking deeply into his eyes leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the.