I continued the subtle but meaningful path and saw no complaints from my sister. Instead, she slid her knee up a bit more until it was just below my c...otch. This was happening."I'm going to save these jeans for another night," I said."Okay. Maybe I should do the same?" she added.I slipped my jeans off and was already hard as a rock.On the opposite side of the bed my sister was removing her jeans and she was also taking off her nice blouse. She had her bra on but soon I could see her reaching. .whereupon Joani (her real name?) excused herself and left the living room. She was back in a flash dressed only in a black g-string, black nylons, black high heels and a pair of leg garters that boldly read: "WHORE."Joani had smiled and sat down beside him, placing her right hand on his inner thigh. In a husky voice, Joani said, "I want you to tie me up by my wrists to a ceiling hook and then tickle me with my feather whip/tickler. Then gently run some of my needle wheels - I have four. I miss Joey, too ... but I’ll deal with it ... oh, fuck!” Monica begged for her two remaining boyfriends back ... and their wives ... damn!“Works for me..., “ Lilith said as she bit her bottom lip and relished the feeling of Monica’s tongue up her bum.“Me, too, lovers,” Satan declared as she creamed herself and immediately vanished from our sight.As soon as Lilith came, she disappeared, too. I sank my cock back into Erica for a moment or two, while Monica started rimming her in earnest. Erica. And this wouldn’t be easy, as she was never with anyone other than myself since she was sixteen years of age.The Plan:To keep this story of moderate length and straight, I began then to seriously consider my options…that is…for available men I mean. Eventually the list shortened to my good friend Al, who handled our automotive maintenance regularly, and whom I knew Susan (my darling wife) was…well…much attracted to. His dark brownish hair, handsome face and.