Remaining quiet to prevent them from being heard in the next room was difficult, but somehow they both managed to keep their sounds to a few low moans... Frank knew that, under other circumstances, his intense climax would have forced him to scream at the top of his lungs. As they relaxed, kissing, he again stroked the comfortable breasts – So familiar… Why not? They’re identical twins, he reminded himself once more. As they parted and turned over, guilt swept over him like a smothering. Touching my ears, forehead, hair, and neck. I looked at her and she was looking straight and looked down occasionally to see her hands. She definetly saw my junk and It turned me on a lot. She then moved to my side and grabbed on my junk really quick and slipped it in the hole. I was dissapointed, but she did touch it. I didn't do anything. She then put a thin strip of towel over my eyes and went down low on my stomach. In one quick motion she moved her hands under the boxers and had her hands. For what seemed like eternity he just sat there with his arms stretched out behind him leaning on them as he tilted his head towards the sun. I sat back for a moment and began thinking, ‘Gee whiz, here this guy is sunbathing and I am stuck hiding in this freaking tunnel’. Looking back out through the rocks I watched as he then lay back onto the deck and then sat in awe as he began stroking his thing. I thought, ‘What the fuck? This is my house. Why is he doing that shit here’ then I wondered if. She walked in curiously and she saw Roman lifting weights. She never seen him work out. She was impressed at the sight of his arms lifting heavy dumbells. He was shirtless but in work his work overalls and boots. She knew he didnt go to school that day becouse he had to catch up on some work. Roman saw her staring and he put the weights down, and looked at her. She was wearing some of the smallest shorts he had ever seen. he asked her teasingly "going swimming?" nudgeing his head down to.