Her boyfriend of two years was out with them as well, but was somewhat of a tool. My sister would get lost in the crowd and dance and flirt with other...guys. She loved the attention her big fat tits were getting her, and she wasn't afraid to use them for free drinks. As the night started to whine down, my sister was pretty drunk at this time, and was walking past the men's bathroom, when two 'juiceheads' called her over... My sister always had a thing for muscles. They flirted for a few moments. So the die was cast and I changed tack and slid easily into her soft pink tunnel until she was royally skewered on my member. She protested my initial insertion with a yelp but in all honesty I believed it just a token protest and not a serious objection.Her parts welcomed me, moist and willing I would have said, and anyway I reasoned that as she was a whore being paid by Lucinda so her every part should have been available for use.My balls slapped against her as I pistoned my well extended. Check out Parts 1-4...PART 1: http://xhamster.com/user/rocketstud/posts/234264.htmlPART 2: http://xhamster.com/user/rocketstud/posts/238551.htmlPART 3: http://xhamster.com/user/rocketstud/posts/250197.htmlPART 4: http://xhamster.com/user/rocketstud/posts/257904.htmlAnd now...PART 5:“What’s this drink called?” I said, feeling buzzed already as Mark handed me a shot glass.“It’s called a blowjob,” Mark said with a chuckle. “Try it. I know you like them.”I laughed and downed the shot. Things had. As he turned into his road, one of his neighbours was standing beside a car waiting to open the door for his sponsor so she could head into town. He had a bored look on his face. From what Stephen knew of him and his sponsor, the man would be busy all evening while his wife was having fun. “Off to your cosy nest, cuckoo?” the man had hissed as Stephen walked by. Stephen didn’t stop. He knew there was no point in getting into an argument. He wasn’t even sure he understood the allusion. “Least.