All the while, his cock kept shaking more and more, and he bit down on his bottom lip. I was sure he pictured watching that stuff with me right on tha...t bed, so his scales were tipped.I moved my hands over to his stomach and arms as well. So, I rubbed him all over and made kissing faces at him too. Our brother/sister relationship supplied an excellent support system for a sexual relationship bloom, but it was just a matter of not making it go too much.Considering how he was looking at me, it was. I finally began thinking about my night with Don. My theories about sex obviously were lacking in some way. I could simply decide that I'd been misled about the glories of romping in bed, or I could assume that somewhere there was a better harvest to be reaped. I worried a little about being pregnant, but thought it unlikely, given the time of the month. I was quite certain about that element of my theories--Aunt Grace had made the cycle very clear. Still, watching the cycle was not a perfect. "Feel like a bit of fun?" Jerry said slowly so she muddled brain could understand."Mmm," she whispered."Right lads are we all set to go?" he said to his two colleagues."Yeah, sure," said Bill, "the video camera is already recording and I've got fresh batteries in the digital camera too." Good, then I'll start then," Jerry chuckled. "Now baby lets get cosy shall we, let's open those legs of yours and see what you've got. That's right baby, all the way open." Jesus will you look at that," said. I decided that if the poker game went well I would let him loose so he could go play. What the hell, if he wore himself out with some other slut I'd still have my list of lovers that I could pick a name off of.The poker party went better than just well. From my standpoint it was awesome although to be honest I would have liked to have had a few more men there. Two or three more and it might have gone on for another hour or so. If I ever had any doubts that I had become a slut they were.