We arrived at the hotel a very plush 5 start I got ready black tie and dinner jacket affair I alsso knew that unless you was totaly brain dead it was ...garenteed your get laid. The food and drink was plenty as we all got very merry, my line manager was a women called June a 45yr ball breaker that got the best out of everyone never married but well travelled, the boss head hunted her last year from our competitors.After the dinner the manager made his usual end of year speech thanking usall for. Yet there I was, watching the clock tick toward eleven. It was about quarter till when he got up to leave. Hmmm, he was actually taking an effort to not have us not be seen leaving together. A few minutes later, I excused myself. My knees were actually trembling, and I was already soaking wet in anticipation of this. What the Hell was wrong with me? The entrance to the Student Center ballroom – that’s what it was called, though I never heard of any actual balls being held there, except when Doc. I buried my face in her cleavage as she rubbed by cock inside of my shorts. We stopped for a quick second. We got on our knees on the bed as she took off her blouse and undid her bra, we were close I was kissing her neck and feeling her ass. I took off my t-shirt and undid my shorts down to my jockeys. While I did that she unhooked the back of her skirt asking me to slowly unzip. I was now sitting on the edge of the bed and undoing her skirt. As her skirt dropped to the floor, her panty. And Maheen, my prostitute sister, is no exception to my other sisters. I’m somehow sure that my other two sisters too intentionally show their cleavages to boys, they too let some boys play with their breasts and who knows they too might be having some dick to fuck their pussies, but they were not professional prostitutes as Maheen was.Now coming back to the story! As the two fellows entered the room and locked the door behind them, my sister greeted them with a naughty yet cute smile. She was.