“Have you ever had a girl do this to you Alex?”“You’re so good,” she added. “Are my son’s as big as you?”I gave her a puzzled look. �...How would I know that?”She shrugged. “I don’t know what boys do when they’re alone.”“Not that!” I said laughing.“Well, I’d be surprised if they were this big,” and gazing into my eyes, her lips inches from the tip of my cock . And then suddenly, my cock was deep in her wet mouth, her pouty soft lips wrapped around the shaft, her head bobbing up and down, and it. This was highly unusual for him. Hell, it was unusual for any male outside of erotic fiction.Taking advantage of her obedience at holding her pose, he finished undressing. He stopped to admire and touch lightly the beauty before him twice more before he was completely nude. Bent over the arm of the chair, her large tits were mashed into the rough leather upholstery of the seat. Her feet were spread wide at his insistence, opening her up, inviting him to plunder her treasures that she willingly. I walked in the kitchen with the biggest smile on my face. I could feel my pussy juice dripping. It starting to make my inner thighs wet. I take a drink and set my glass on the table. I realize that I'm still holding the pillowcase.I walk to the bathroom and open up the hamper to throw the pillow case in, and I noticed that my blue panties were partially sticking out of Ron's towel. I turn around and close the bathroom door. I walked back to the hamper and pulled out Ron's wet towel. Sure. Whoever it was, the amount of skin she was showing off seemed out of place in this house.Mandy's eyes went wide with surprise. "Monique!" she squealed and lunged for the blonde.Monique, our older sister, looked surprised herself and held out her arms wide to receive Mandy in a big hug. Maybe it was the stress of the day or the remnants of my sexual frustration from the dream while we had been flying. Whatever the case, the sight of Mandy and Monique hugging was turning me on. I watched them.