" so a few minutes later my sister gets home and asks if her friend Amber, who is also 15, can have a sleepover. (you know the girl with the sexy feet...ive never gotten to see or smell.) so thinking, i should be able to get lucky this time, i told her ,"ya she can come over but remember the rules, shoes off at the door. just cuz mom isn't here doesn't mean we can be slobs."which i really didn't care about the rules. i just wanted to have some time with those shoes. so my sister is really excited. I sent her an email, telling her that I had some potentially exciting news and that we needed to chat. I checked for the chat request periodically until it finally arrived. I informed her of my upcoming business trip, and told her that if she wanted, we could meet for a drink and conversation.I didn't know how she would react, after all, it's one thing to talk big when the prospects of meeting are nil, but how would she feel when the opportunity arises to actually meet? I guess that I put her. While Mr S continued drilling into my dripping pussy, I had Adams dick every way that I could, lapping, sucking and squeezing, I pleasured my master with desperate want, Taking a long whiff of his mesmerizing musky scent I pressed my nose along Adams juicy, saliva covered rod, passing it along my mouth and cheeks as well, then slapping myself all over my face with his perfect manhood for being such a naughty dirty girl.We had previously mentioned to Mr S about our bi curiosity, and my interest. I got my first look at the girl. She took my breath away. She was beautiful, clear skin, full lips, green eyes and long brown hair, a gorgeous young woman. I glanced at him but quickly went back to looking this 19 year old, 5’ 5”, maybe a 115 pounds, knock out of a woman. Her face was flush from sexual arousal and alcohol. They made apology noises.I said, “Hey I know how it is, I was your age once. You don’t have anywhere to go. I get it. Listen if you want you can come up to my apartment and.