My left nipple was being tweaked but I couldn't tell who was doing it, and really didn't care. The tropical heat was making us all sweat. Emily was ki...ssing the back of my neck, "Yes, god yes kiss him baby. Make out with Chrissy. This is such a fucking hot scene. Do you feel his cock pressing against you baby? Does it feel good to be in a man's arms? OOOHHH, ARRRGGGHHH!" Emily was putting herself into an orgasm as she bit down on my neck to stifle her screams.I moved my hand down to Chrissy's. That was all about it for me.Before Kabir could make any move I said,”Kabir! Please no.” “What? I haven’t even done anything yet”, he replied. “I just look young Kabir, I am not. I know what you want. But I don’t want it.” I explained. He put an arm around me and pulled me closer very gently. I was shit scared by now.Our faces were facing each other and we’re separated by only a few centimeters. I looked into his deep blue eyes (yes! Blue eyes) his breath was merging with mine and in a fraction. “I want to watch you piss but I also want to be kissing that sweet cunt while you’re doing it.”She giggled.“I can stop the flow half way through,” she said. “So you can do both.”As she spoke, I watched the first spurt. A short arc which splashed on the floor. Then a small dribble and finally a gusher which arced from her and landed between my legs. It suddenly stopped and I looked into her eyes.“Quickly,” she said. “If you want to kiss it while I go.”I fell onto my knees and grabbed her. Considering that I was 12 and my sister was 17, I wasn't allowed up there very often. When she did let me spend time up there, I felt like a cool k**. It made me feel older and more mature to spend time with my sister in her room. I heard a creaking noise and stopped. I realized that I had forgotten to knock, and when my sister found out she would be pissed. She was always telling me to knock on the attic door, but I always forgot to. I ignored the noise and continued towards her bedroom door,.