You want to sniff the real thing, not dirty panties.”I watched her close the bathroom door and lock it. Turning to face me, she pulled her tank top ...over her head and dropped it on the floor. Her nipples were erect and mesmerizing. She pushed her pajama bottoms to the floor along with her panties. She stood naked at my bedside with a naughty smile.”Take your clothes off, Brother.”I kicked my shorts off and yanked at my tee-shirt. Sis giggled when I finally got it off. My dick stuck obscenely in. Stumbling Francis fell on the bed where Pete grabbed the kakis and pulled them off completely and looked at the cute boy wearing only his white silky G-string. Francis was lying back on the bed and opened his legs inviting the handsome man to come and taste. Martin had joined him on the bed and started kissing him with passionate gentle kisses as he pinched and pulled on the boy's nipples. Pete knelt down and kissed and licked the boy's plump shapely thighs licking and kissing up toward the. Not a word had been exchanged between them on the subject, but somehow the agreement had been made that quality in their sex lives was more important than quantity. It didn't happen every night, or even every week, but every now and then the mood hit them right at about the same time. When it did, things got very memorable and satisfying.The only problem was sometimes Vicky was willing to get up and go home for the night, especially if they'd spent an afternoon enjoying themselves. However, if. Next to her were the two bottles of champagne nestled in ice buckets, ‘So she did leave for a minute.’ I thought to myself. I looked around the room but I couldn’t discern anything else different and I wondered again about her mention of a show. I took another step into the room and Carol got up from her seat, picked up a full tumbler of bubbly from the nightstand, walked the three steps across the room to handed me my drink. The sway of her body as she walked toward me held much in the way of.