And she couldn't decide which one she wanted more. She saw them deeply kissing, French kissing, while Gwen opened her legs so Brad could insert his bi... finger. Who was more desirable? Her sister's boyfriend, or a beautiful teenager?Both of them. She moved closer, and before kissing she used her fingers. Up their asses.They smiled, and welcomed her, sucking her tits.Natalie was also sucking tits: Joan's. Nat loved big tits, and Joan had a fantastic pair. She could spend the whole night doing. With her other hand, Pat resumed caressing the cheeks of Betsy's bottom, still centering on the anus where the partially inserted finger was wiggling back and forth, now inside to the first knuckle. She slid it back out."I'll come back to that." Pat promised, giving Betsy a smoky look. "I'll make it feel real good for you." She began to stroke the vaginal opening now, circling it the way she had the anus, prodding and pushing, causing it to secrete lubricant as her sister's sexual arousal. " Even Stan agreed with me.Avery said, "I guess most guys are too intimidated to say anything to me. Or, maybe they figure I'm already with someone; I don't know. I've tried flirting, but I guess they think I'm just trying to be nice. It's like a curse or something." If a girl like you has a hard time getting a date, the human race is doomed," I said.Avery laughed and went to check on our orders. Stan just looked at me as if to say 'what the hell is wrong with you?' I asked him why he was. I stood at the sink, naked, as I finished shaving. "Honey would you mind sponging off my back?" Francine asked. "I can't quite reach the middle." "Sure," I answered, climbing in behind her. I sponged her back and then as I prepared to leave the tub, I stepped right into a pair of her silky black panty hose, hanging down from the shower curtain. I'm always complaining to her about how they make me feel like I'm walking into a spider's webb. We're always playing c***dish pranks on one another, so.