The next morning we had breakfast and attended meetings all day. Ms. Mann was much more relaxed and even flirtatious at times. So much so she allowe... me to call her Leslie. At the end of the day I knew this must be it. She's going to invite me up. Nothing. She said she was going to clean up and go for a massage in the spa, and she will see me tomorrow. I thought about it, and thought about it, 'What is she doing? Am I naive? Am I missing something? I decided she must be waiting for me. 'What are you doing?' He smiles and keeps on going. 'Oh my god, that's great.' He spits on my ass and puts another one in. 'I'm going to prepare you'. 'Prepare me for what?' 'For me', he smiles.My girlfriend, by now soaking wet, stops sucking my dick and asks my friend 'Are you really going to fuck him?' 'Oh yes', he says. 'I'll prepare You then', she says and start sucking his dick hard. Her long black curls move up and down. My friend keeps on fingering my ass. 'I think he's ready', my friend. A noise from her cell phone draws our attention, and she looks through the long list of messages. She replies to one or two, and the phone is returned to the floor. My sister initiates another loving kiss, and we stay together for a serious length of time. She pulls away, and she plants several kisses further down my chest. It doesn’t take long for her to move between my legs.“Just remember to share, sis.”“I don’t know if we have time. Mom is on her way home, and she wants us to get dressed. It. "You just love this don't you slut," she hissed as she easily opened myweakened rosebud. "I can see how much you want it."I gasped, panting in mixed emotion at her invasion, I hated her, hatedher with all my heart, hated what she was doing to me now, yet mystupid sex was on fire. She pushed in further, slowly thrusting halfits length in and then out of me. I was gasping and panting into theplastic bag in an oxygen deprived weakness, my brain over sensitised bywhat she was doing."Beg me to push.