The two looked incredibly similar as they began dancing together to the music. The identical outfits showing that they both had small firm breasts and...luscious rounded bottoms. Their blonde hair bounced together as they held each other, then shook apart as they moved to the beat. Sara held Cindys hand, and twirled her around, her hair splaying sexily, then returning to frame her beautiful face, so much like her mothers. They began to bump against each others butts, then turned and Sara put her. Would I ever be able to get use to it? Before I knew it, we were just outside a bar, and I knew this had to be our destination, I certainly could smell something very yummy inside. It was blood that I smelled, I realized that as we entered the smoky bar in search for our food. It seemed like all the men instantly noticed both of us, and I kind of felt powerful inside. Rebecca led me to a private booth near the front of the bar, but very secluded, it was the sort of both where you could. . I’m still interested.”“Good.” Looking at him she saw Tommy was just reaching for his third slice of pizza. She was still on her first. “Boy you sure ate that pizza fast. Are you almost all done?”Tommy replied, “almost.” as he started to wolf down this next slice.“You sure worked up an appetite doing that homework. Once you’re done, clean up your plate and then go back upstairs and finish your homework. When that’s done bring it down here. And one last thing, don’t forget to put on your. At least not what I told myself I wanted. I told myself what I really wanted was intimacy and connection and romance and desire. What I really wanted was to worship a woman and treat her like the equal she was in bed and out. I wanted to be the perfect boyfriend women started dreaming of when they were little girls. I wanted to the husband who’d love them forever and never look at porn and never even think about other women. 
And if I sometimes had . . . dreams and thoughts and ‘urges’ that.