Marty was at least as tall as his brother and dad but he had dark blond hair like his dad and was much more “filled out” than Dave. I was quickly... introduced to both boys and learned that Dave was 20 and Marty was about to turn 18 in two days. While we were chatting, both boys seemed quite warm and friendly with Marty flashing the cutest smile, much like the smile of my date. Jokingly, or so I thought, Dave said, “So another boyfriend, that’s five this month.” My girl just smiled and. What are you going to do when they do?” Bob said.Betty shrugged her shoulders.“The way I see it is for us to share a house. We can grow old together,” Bob said.Chuckling, Betty said, “Are you planning to share a bed with me too?”Bob slid his hand under his sister’s dress, stopping short of her crotch. He squeezed her thigh, smiled, and said, “That’s entirely up to you, sis.”Cloaked by the tablecloth, Betty put her hand on her brother’s leg. She rubbed him as she moved her hand to his crotch,. " I asked as we were at her door. "Sure." she replied.As I left the toilet, I looked for the first time around her apartment. It was a one piece, with a small kitchen with a small table on one side and a double bed on the other by the window. In front of the entry door there was a black leather couch and in front of it a big wardrobe. A freestanding full-length mirror beside it. And there in the middle of her one room apartment, we began kissing passionately. The champagne worked on us. After several intense and fervent minutes of this pleasure, Michael pulled her down to him and held her close to him in order to slow her pace down. She kissed him softly as she steadied herself.He held on to her tightly as he rolled them both over until he was on top of her. He raised up onto his knees and pushed her legs apart to get a good look at her moist slit before he slid his cock back into her.She closed her eyes and threw her arms over her head, gripping the headboard tightly while he.