“You know, that looks dangerous,” she said, looking down at it. “Yeah...” I reluctantly agreed. “Alright. Plan B.” “What's that?” “I...'m bigger than you. You wear my jeans.” “Okay,” she said. She gladly and hurriedly took off hers. I suppose it was probably squeezing her uncomfortably. I took mine off and she put mine on. “I guess I'll just wait here for you,” I said. “Can't really go anywhere like this.” Most stores don't like it if you're cock is showing. My sister smiled and left. While she. This time I didn't pretend, I rubbed her tits with my elbow as much as I can. She didn't resist. I was very horny. My dick almost tore my pants in attention. She saw it and she didn't say anything. I couldn't control myself. I held her hand and put it on my cotch. I would have wanted to slide it underneath my pants but I was concerned if Uncle might have a view from the rear mirror. We haven't speak but I can see that she was aroused too. It was obvious that something was going on between. At one point, he pushed me over to the other guy, and I found he also had a really hard dick. It was unusual, in that it was only 4-5 inches long, but it was enormously wide at the base, though narrow at the end. It took my whole mouth to take it all in. I then pushed them together and got the heads of both in my mouth.As hard as the black guy’s dick was, the other dick felt really good so I went back to it, alternating between taking it all the way down, then using the twisting hand and mouth. She was short around 5’2″ but had a smoking hot body. But her conservative way of dressing never exhibited the fact.We had become really comfortable with each other never felt awkward when our legs touched under the table or when our shoulders touch when we used to lean across to whisper something.We were like very good friends who have known each other for years. We knew more about each other than our spouses did. Any one who looked at us would have simply thought that we were a couple. Till.