"What's three things?" I ask, honestly confused."Kissing, touching and oral sex," she smiles as she unbuttons my shirt, the one I'm wearing. "That's t...hree things and you said it is one thing." Her hand has slid inside my open shirt and she's gliding her palm over my bare chest. "Well, just don't cross that line again," I admonish her with dramatic flair. "You're my s!ster and there are certain lines we just shouldn't cross." "Like wearing your clothes?" she asks, as she slips my shirt off my. She was breathing heavily so was i. Then I started kissing her neck from backside. My harden dick was touching her ass badly. I was giving pressure from backside. And kissing her neck, cheek.Then I turned her face towards my side and hugged her. Now our face are too close. We can feel each others breath. I gently put my lips on her lips and started to kiss her. I don’t know where I learned all from this, may be from porn sites, but I started to kiss her more passionately and she also responded. Keith bent down, put one arm under her thighs and the other under her shoulders, with an impressive show of strength he lifted her and carried her across the torture chamber. There was a low couch along one of the walls, he lay her on it and began to caress first one breast and then the other while sucking alternately at each nipple. He kissed her lips, she moaned gently but opened her lips to his tongue and then moaned again as he slipped a finger between her sore beaten labia. His lips. I furiously stroked my cock as we chatted. “Do you think we could meet sometime without Nick?” I tentatively asked.“Maybe, I’m not sure. What do you want to do? Nick wants a repeat performance.”“I want to suck your beautiful cock again. I want to give you all my attention." I waited. Hoping.“Love to. You are such a good suck mate. Better than any girl.”We chatted for a while and I deluged him with compliments. I couldn’t help myself. I adored the fact that we were wanking together. He asked for.