.. sliding under the large round table in front of us. She disappeared under the table - the view shielded by floor-length white table cloth.“What t...he fuck?” I asked myself.I soon felt her hand touching my rapidly expanding cock through my pants ... and then my belt, and zipper being undone. Soon she had set my cock free under the cover of the table cloth.“Yummy” was a muted word that I heard from under the table.Then I felt a wet and hot feeling on my shaft ... she had slipped my cock into her. Pam licked all over his mouth, sucking hard on his tongue while running her finger through his hair, Jason couldn’t understand what was happening, he just sat there while she was playing with him, this was the first time he felt something like that, blood pumping through his penis, goosebumps, and yet confused.He knew something about sex, but never experienced it and here he was kissed by his favourite sister and he couldn’t make sense, he could smell her sweat, taste her tongue, feel her body. We thought it might draw a little too much attention if our bags were inspected at the airport.” I smiled. “Yes, that could be embarrassing.” “And he certainly couldn't have worn it through security.” “They are plastic, aren't they?” “They are and maybe it wouldn't have been noticed, but can you imagine the uproar it would have created if it had been detected.” “At the very least it would have been embarrassing.” “Mortifying.” “Leaving it at home was a prudent choice.” “That's what we thought.”. To do this I had to shuffle down the bed a bit to give me room to do as she commanded. My hands were now resting on the pillow above my head. She took the handcuffs and shackled my wrists. She then took one if the ties, fastened it to the middle of the handcuffs and the other end to one of the vertical rails in the middle of the brass headboard"Now spread your legs!" She said authoritatively and again I did as I was bidShe then took the leg shackles and put them on my legs just above my ankles..