I thought something like this might happen, but I was still not prepared for it."Uh, Sanya..." I put on a fake look of repulsion on my face.. She stoo... in front of me and leaned over, putting her hands on my chest and slowly moved them up to my neck."I just want you to help me practice kissing. Come on it'll be fun, it's not like anyone will know."The only part of me that was keeping up with Sanya was my dick. "I'm sure you do Sanya. You'd love me to be your guinea pig. Kiss me, molest me,. We kissed deeply, our juices intermingling on our tongues. She leaned back, and I felt my cock start to slip into the lips of her pussy."Ohhhh, god," I said. "Wait, we need a condom."It took all I had to get those words out. Here we were, craving each other, and her ready to go, but something told me to wrap it up."Wait here," she said. She fumbled around for her shirt and pants. "Where are my panties?" You don't need them," I said, and smiled. She smiled back and slid her pants over her. After a knock beautiful massive stake meal ended back to our room after a little how's your father(sniff) we started getting a little frisky Sam said you didn't think it was going to be a plain weekend away did you opened the closest door and found all set out like a women's closest dresses blouses shoes and lingerie. Funny enough I was sort of hoping something like this was going to happen. Looking at the closest it must have set her back a small fortune. The French maids outfit caught my eye. They were such a vibrant hue. So intoxicating. Her hand squeezed my rump.“Mmm, happy birthday,” she purred in my lips.“That was five days ago,” I groaned. It was only Christina's birthday. Of the six of us who'd grown up close together, Christina was a latecomer. Though conceived on the same day as Danielle and Leah, she came two days later than them. “Don't be a spoilsport,” Jen said. She glanced at my sisters. “They're all having fun.”Bethany was already cutting into the cake. She was a.