I don’t know why I did what I did next. Hugging him back I tilted my head up until our lips were nearly touching. “’Bye” I whispered, then kis...sed him, full on the lips. His reaction was exactly what I hoped for. Opening his mouth, he kissed me back, his tongue mingling with mine as we frenched each other. My arms came up behind his back as he dropped his hands to my butt, drawing me in closer. As I felt my nipples grow erect, I could also feel the rush of blood to his groin as his penis. The man washed his hands, oblivious to the crime we committed. My sister shoved her hand inside my pants. She squeezed my cock. She held me tight, her tongue dancing with mine.I loved it. I savored every moment of her kissing me. She shoved my trousers down off my hips, her hands grabbing my cock. She squeezed and kneaded me through my boxers, stroking me up and down. Pleasure flowed through me.She groaned into our kiss.The hand blow dryer whirled on. The hot air blew over the man's hands. He. I found our bedroom door slightly open. I wasted no time and sneaked out slowly.Dad was snoring and in a deep sleep. I again smelt something fishy. I checked everywhere, but Ammi was nowhere. I saw almost all rooms in our corridor had closed doors except one room. I hesitantly cocked my head inside the partially open door.I found my Ammi and the same man I saw that evening talking about something. It seemed like a friendly chat. But I couldn’t make out exact details of what they were speaking.. "One more, " I said."No, please, Dear." she begged, "it'll show too much and these are people we see all the time." Do it," I demanded.That was better, the last button done up was below her bust line. She slipped her leather coat on and we walked the few hundred yards to our friend's house.Getting near midnight and lots of drinks later, I was dancing with our hostess, Katie, whom I know since school days; and, although we had never got it together, my hands were low down on her bottom, and she.