. I had grown incredibly hard and felt my breath shortening as smiling at me she traced her finger-nails up and down the length of my shaft. "Mmmm," s...e said, "very nice indeed." With that I leant forwards but she held me back motioning to stand. "Would you sit down," she asked and motioned to the couch. I obliged and soon the clothes strewn upon it were on the floor and I was watching her as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse. Stopping half-way down she looked down on me and said "I want to. Light.I sipped my drink, shook my head, “Whew, that’s strong.” Clemson smiled at the sissy.I asked, in a tone that suggested interest, “So what do you do for a living?”“IT. Group VP at Sprint.”“Impressive.”Modest shrug. Another glance at my boobs. I sat back and raised both arms as I arched my back to stretch. Hey, if you got it, flaunt it.He was working up his nerve. In the unfair universe we all inha bit, he and I both understood I was out of his league. Way out. Looks, brains, character.. My gaze was met by a warm, inviting smile. God, so sweet and lovely. Her innocence begging for release, ready for future pleasures. That’s when our mother leaned in to help us join as one.“Cassidy, darling. Now I’m going to help guide your brother’s penis inside you slowly. Don’t fret. Mommy’s here.”I had been dripping pre-cum, and Mother used that artfully. She wrapped her hand around my manhood and pressed it into Cassidy’s pussy. Then she began running it up and down, from my sister’s clit. I finally figured out that "tummy kisses" meant "oral sex". Everyone except me seemed to know this already. So I licked her clit. She kissed me on the mouth and whispered "Thank you baby" when her time was up. I remember thinking that now I was the girl who didn't say no to the girl who doesn't say no.My second was a really nerdy type of guy. I'm sorry if that sounds mean, but it's the best way to describe him. "You don't have to if you don't want to, but please just make it sound like you do.".