I was regulated to the basement, a ploy to keep she and I from fooling around, I am sure. She and I were down in the basement playing touchy feely and...kissy face while the after reception party roared upstairs. I suggested that she and I go for a walk and to smoke a joint. Although it was December along the shores of Lake Michigan, Sally assured me that she was not cold in that mini. We walked through the hood late and night and smoke that joint as we played grab ass. Getting back to the house. I could feel his hard cock in the crack of my ass as he stroked my cock. I reached back and grabbed his ass and pulled him tight against me. He kept grinding his cock between my ass cheeks. I was looking forward to feeling his cum shoot in my crack. I let out a moan and told him how good that felt. He was getting more excited as he was grinding on me.After a couple of minutes, he grabbed my shoulders and bent me over. I reached back and pulled my ass cheeks apart. I had no idea what he wanted,. Ken began rocking his hips back and forth, driving his erect penis further and further into Sandy’s pussy with every thrust. Sandy closed her eyes and moaned, spreading her legs a little further to allow Ken complete access to her totally exposed cunt.Ken kept a firm grip on Sandy’s swinging tits, occasionally pinching her stiff nipples, as he hammered away from behind, causing Sandy to grunt with every one of his lunges. After a few minutes of plowing Sandy’s pussy like this, Ken surprised her. Her long hair loose, her milk white body shining, her 36 D tits heaving up and down and her wide ass swaying. Uzma threw herself in her brother’s arms and they kissed each other. No words were spoken. None were necessary. Uzma’s tongue probed the inside of her brother’s mouth, “Wahid, you are my brother” she said.Both of them were locked in the most passionate and powerful kiss ever, as they both explored each others mouths, their tongues darting in and out of each others mouths. Wahid knew.