I could tell the two girls were confused, as the night went on, that Elizabeth did nothing more with me. They didn't say much, as we were all quite bu...y.There is something about Amy sitting on my face, as I lick and suck her to multiple orgasms, while Cindi rides my cock to her own orgasm, that discourages deep, meaningful conversations. It is a wonderful feeling to have both your cock and your face flooded with their juices as they lose control, crying out in passion. Of course, it's just as. Now ... well, now it was getting a bit complicated. She knew that her body felt good, and some part of her soul seemed to crave his commanding way that he had. But he was her brother. This could never ‘be’. Realizing that being found in his bed when people got up the next morning would likely create a shit storm, she slowly moved her body away from his, not wanting him to wake, and got up slowly. Her eyes, adjusted to the dark, found her robe, but not her underwear. Making a note to come back. I was traveling a lot then, and when I'd call her at night, she'd tell me to get the slip out. She made sure it needed washing often and made a show of what I'd done to it when I brought it to her. While it was in the wash, we were in bed. One night, we were getting ready for bed, she was already in bed. She said, "You may go to my top dresser drawer and pick out a slip and bring it to bed." She had three. The yellow Vassarette that she gave me when I was on the road. It was antron nylon and. She kissed me and thanked me for saving her party. She then gave me a good once over and patted my chastised penis. I see that won’t be a problem, then she asked my wife who has the key? My wife told her it was at home. Great she said. She and I got everything set up with some help from a couple of other ladies that started arriving. The music was just loud enough to be heard without being over powering. At about ten o clock several black gentelmen started arriving. By ten thirty there where.