Get safe, then watch
From Torg Adventure
Not wanting to get caught with our pants down, figuratively and literally, I went back to the room and took the gun from the desk, put the safety on, and slipped it into the front of my pants. I practiced drawing it and flipping off the safety a few times.
I didn't like guns, but I was somewhat familiar with them from Boy Scouts. My conservative, urban Scoutmaster had taught good gun knowledge and safety and took us several times to shoot pistols and rifles. I hadn't touched one since, but you never forget.
I checked on our guest. He was completely passed out, stinking of booze, and snoring like a wood shop. I returned to the bathroom. The girls had started giggling. I locked the door, wanting no more interruptions, and watched the closed shower curtain. Their shadows and barely-visible bodies moved erotically behind it. When I saw Jenny get on her knees, I opened the curtain. They both looked at me lustily. Then Jenny pulled April's cock into her mouth, bobbing in and out pretty fast. April closed her eyes and moaned, grabbing the bar to steady herself.
I marveled at how turned on I got watching my sister give April a blow job. April's body was all woman with fat breasts and nice curves, except for the dick at her crotch. This was not some guy with implants and good makeup; she really was a girl with a cock. My ass clenched, remembering her inside me. A girl with a cock that had fucked me. My shaft was painfully hard in my constricted pants.
April squealed in a very girlish way as she pounded cum down Jenny's throat. Sis swallowed every drop, and looked up with a lick of her lips. Now I remembered when Jenny blew me, reliving the feel of her lips and tongue on my prick. I moaned.
"Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just glad to see us?" April asked with a laugh.
"Both, my dear."
"Well get over here, so we can take care of you too, silly," Jenny said, rubbing her soapy tits.
"And lock the door, sugar," April said.
"Already done, hon." I stood up.
What happens next?
