Then she saw Jeff. "Youcan come too!" She dragged the two men over to the bar by the hands andwalked behind, pulling out a number of bottles to mix ...horrificconcoctions into large glasses which she plumped up with fruit slices anddrops from various mini-bottles. Phil didn't want to drink that much,nor get drunk, but perhaps it was time to celebrate. Anyway he wouldhave enough control to guide Jeff downstairs, and Jeff would be evenfurther down the road! "Bottoms up!" Beth called as she. Thanks for asking, maybe another time. Could Michael handle two Jennifer’s at once?”I blushed deeply, and my girl grinned and said, “Who knows ... sounds like fun, doesn’t it, Michael?”I said nothing as I looked around to see if anyone was listening to this outstanding overture of innuendo. She turned away after waving goodbye to us.“You enjoyed that, didn’t you?” I asked.“Not as much as you would, Michael,” she said with a really broad smirk on her face. Fortunately, our food came to us.We ate. I could feel my cock starting to harden in anticipation of making love to this beautiful creature above me.As I landed flat on my back, Sarah slid to the floor between my legs and immediately slurped my semi-erect cock into her mouth, taking my full length into her. “Sis? Just what do you think you’re . . . Oh God! That feels so good! You’d better not be thinking of teasing me like you used to do!”, I groaned. Sarah had been known to get me erect, then walk away on occasion, especially when she. The sheets felt softer on my bed, making me stretch lazily like a cat when I woke up. My cute little toes pointing and toned legs stretching to their full length. When I stood up my perky little buds of breasts felt heavy and swollen. My hands slid up my body to cup them through my cotton sleep shirt. My nipples tingled and tightened. I could see them peeking through the threadbare white tee I loved to wear to bed. It was an old workout shirt of Daddy’s and was worn from the years of washing. .