“Come with me you nasty boy.”She led / d**g me to her bedroom and shut and locked the door.I quickly learned I’d been wrong, my sister was no vi...gin she was just careful; always a condom. She got one from her purse and tried to roll it on, it was too small.“Oh damn,” she sighed.Then, thinking out loud, she said, “What the hell, my period only ended two days ago, I’m not fertile and he’s my brother, I’m sure he’s clean.”Melissa pulled her Tee-shirt over her head, she was braless and she was. ’I got my dress for the evening ready. It’s a calf length black number in silk with tiny straps and a tight waist and full skirt. I hung it on a door hook and lifted the polythene sheet the dry cleaner had returned it in to make sure it was ok. It was of course; with the prices they charge it had to be perfect. I had a glass of water and showered. I’d need another shower before I left if I knew Sam’s intentions but I like to be clean for any lover and Sam was always deliciously showered. By now the male performer was being followed around by the female who was trying to pull at his posing pouch ties. He made short thrusts away from her each time she got close Jane moved further towards the window, touching it almost as she watched them walk around the room. Leaning as she was I was now able to just run a finger down her grove, almost reaching her clit hood.I reckon he male performer saw Jane resting against the glass as he gave up being chased when he was in front of our. An hour after we began, Sarah brought us some cold beers and then retired to the bedroom to watch television. We were almost finished when she came down to serve us another round of beers. What Sarah and I didn't know was Ty didn't drink beer because it made him run to the toilet too often. And the only usable toilet in our condo was in our bedroom (we were using the other one as a storage room). And to make matters worse, because it was supposed to be "private", there was no door. In any case,.