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Jen would just laugh and smile. They invited us in, we put our stuff in the guest room and helped them decorate and get the food ready. At one point Jen told me how hot she thought Lindsay was and I said, you really have no idea. We talked about the car ride and Jen got very excited, she grabbed Dave and said you need to get me off, now. They went to the bedroom and Lindsay and I clearly heard them fucking. When Dave reappeared he smiled sheepishly. "Have fun?" I asked and he said, "No, she wouldn't let me cum, I have some serious blue balls. But she wanted me to save it for tonight."Lindsay giggled and said "What is this going to be a party, or an orgy?" Dave laughed and said "Orgy hopefully, the last two have been."Finally things were all set up and it was time for us to dress. The dick costume was pretty hot and going with the theme I decided to go commando underneath. Lindsay went into the bathroom to dress. When she came out I could hardly speak. She was wearing thigh high. I won’t look for excuses and blame the fuzzy and fogginess of my brain but even knowing well that she was my sister and any odd thoughts would be a sin, I felt myself drawn to her. My hand had started rubbing my quick erecting cock in the tiny underwear; unable to conceal it, I moved into her bedroom. Emily saw me but kept playing with herself, making me more aroused. She had a look on the stretching fabric of my underwear, resisting the tearing apart; because of the immense meat pressure from inside. What a bitch; Emily had no shame or dithering. She reached and grabbed my hard cock over the bikini and tugged it hard to pull the bikini down, leaving the cock naked for her.I was out of my mind. “Emily, I want to see your young tits, remove your shirt and brassier for me please”. I heard myself say to her innocently. My voice had got very husky. I could not believe that I said it but the shameless Emily sat up quickly and in one smooth move, she removed her shirt and pulled her bra as.
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