When we walked in their were only a few people there and it was quiet. We grabbed a few beers and played some pool. After about an hour we took a seat...at a table in the back to talk. No one was looking as hot as we wanted so we just drank a few more beers. We decided to go back to his place to watch some tv and have a few more drinks. Being nicely buzzed as we drove to his place we talked about a girl that was sitting by herself at the bar but she looked like she wanted to be alone. She had a. ’ I came to know from her later that she was actually married but here for work… And initially I never had any hidden agendas with her as well though she had a pretty face and curvy body.In fact, I looked up to her as an elder sister. In every visit of mine she would serve me tea, coffee, sodas or something of that sort. However, I overlooked this fact and took it for granted that she was just being polite and being hospitable. All such self conclusions made me conclude her actions as mere. She stood there passively while her brother undid the clasp on the front of her skirt. It slid down her legs and she stepped out of it. He stepped out of his pants and underwear, becoming entirely naked. Amy was dressed only in her blue lace bra and skimpy white panties. Her soft breasts were straining against her bra as her chest heaved. He stepped up to her, and pulled her close. Jeff’s hands slid down the back of his young sister’s panties, over her smooth ass. He kissed her, lips smacking. It truly was an awesome sight, rising smooth as ivory from the thick nest of coarse, dirty-blond hair; pale with a beet-red tip and thick, twisting blue veins running along the sides, throbbing in its urge to dominate her small body. He gave it a light slap, making it rebound like a huge piece of stiff rubber, then knelt in front of her prostrate body and grabbed one thigh in each hand, forcing them apart. She could feel his calloused fingers bruising the tender flesh, and wished that she could.