She then turned to my sister, "Do you remember the day I slept over, and you whined about my underwear being too sexy for a sleepover?"The smile on my...face became contorted as it became awkward. I remembered that day. I never knew that underwear could be so sexy. The way that it held her breast as if it was an offering to me. The lace that seemed to cover very little of her breast as it came down from her like a dress attempting to hide her curves that outlined her body.Then just slightly. He told Jeff to lie on the floor on his back."Connie, get your brother hard."The boy's older sister quickly scooted over to her brother and engulfed his cock in her mouth. It stiffened immediately and she eagerly sucked and licked it. I told her to get him hard, Butch thought, a smile on his face. She could have used her hand. Hell, all she had to do was spread her legs. But she used her mouth. On her own. Hee-hee. When Butch told Connie to stop, it was apparent to all that she did so. He rubbed her back and undid the clasp of her bra, then slipped his thumbs under the straps, easing them off her shoulders. She remained pressed against him and kissed him on the neck, then tilted her face up to meet his lips. Her son kissed her softly on the mouth, moving against her smoothly, then his tongue slipped inside her mouth and she grasped for his probing member, circling it with her own as gasps escaped her lips. The bra fell to the floor as Brad began kneading her breasts, working. It smelled dirty and sticky like she gets when we go camping. I was in heaven as she worked my cock down deep in her throat. The pleasure was moving throughout my body, making it difficult to concentrate on licking her clit. She was so very wet, I had worked three fingers into her. Di’s moans and movement encouraged me to add a fourth finger. The pleasure of the blow job made the smell and taste more bearable. Holding off coming to soon, I licked like hell, sucking on her clit and swallowing.