Our school mates had always found both of us very attractive probably because of our chests, nice C-cups, our round bottoms, our slender legs and our ...retty faces. I remember the first time I caught her kissing a boy a few years ago, I felt like I was watching myself kissing him and it kind of turned me on. Before we ended up in this situation I often lived vicariously through her, watching my identical twin as she did stuff I was too prude, scared, or obedient to do.As you can probably. The other two men soon finished with the same result. All three men seemed very happy with their efforts. Then aunt Kay asked how long we had to sit there. Dad said for the rest of the night. Then she said that it looked as if we were in pain having to sit there with hardons. Aunt Kay asked if we had ever had sex before, and we all three answered that we had never had sex. Aunt Kay told dad that we ought to have sex to relieve ourselves, that it was not good for boys to have all that jizz. ‘Mmm oh god…so good Adam.’ Krystina began to buck her hips to feel more of the impact, but Adam quickly pulled away from her. She looked at him with such hunger and intensity in her eyes that Adam had never seen. She bit her bottom lip like a child in trouble and begged, ‘Please. I need you, please.’ Adam toyed with the idea and then gave her a devilish grin followed by a heated kiss that moved down, down, down until her got to her waist line. Carefully he moved her blue/grey underwear down her. She appeared to have recovered after a few weeks. But for the rest of the year she would get into weird moods, sometimes extremely happy but other times she would get upset over silly things. I would come home to find she had pulled everything out of one of the cupboards. She would complain about the cleaner we employed not cleaning the house properly and do it all again herself. I did my best to cheer her up but it seemed most things I tried would upset her. I would often find her looking at.