”“What about the convention here your company hosted fifteen years ago? You hired six strippers. One of them must have fucked or sucked you. Did s...he say anything?”“No, not at all. She was so quiet that I wondered if she was preoccupied or something.”“Well, I’d like for you and I to get to know each other a lot better than we have in the past. What do you say?”I reach over and put my hand on his leg and rub his thigh.“Do you like that?”He does not say no. He just stares at my hand.I reach higher. Open bra cups! Her nipples would not be covered! Her father-in-law didn't say anything. He just selected them and put them along with the other selected ones, and smiled at her. She smiled back, inwardly was excited by the daring bras.His hand returned to her waist as he asked, "Enough bras, Anushka? Or, do you want some more?" Enough, uncle," she replied as her father-in-law continued to hold her by the waist. The palm kept caressing her hip gently. She liked the sensation it gave her. Luckily. I could have cared less. I got tired of it and finally told her what I thought.“Why the fuck don’t you save us all some trouble and just be naked,” I told her. “If you need to, wear a robe or something. I don’t think your little lover boy cares what you have on. He’s just going to have you take it off anyway.”“You don’t think I should dress up and look good, first?” she asked me. Damn, I could see how excited and anxious she was. She was profiling and looking in her dressing mirror. I let out a. ”I glanced over my shoulder as Amy's tongue swirled around both our girl-dicks. I shuddered, my sister approaching me, her pompoms rustling in hand. She licked her lips, looking just so adorable. She was petite, her breasts small and perky. Her brown hair fell about that elfin face, her eyes twinkling with lust.I turned to face the crowd. Pompoms rustled louder behind me, the unmistakable sound of them being dropped. And then I felt hands on my thighs. I shuddered as a hot tongue ran up my.