Her head lay in his lap, but whether that was some sort of gesture or just because she was too tied up to move, Logan could not say. Everything about ...er, her thoughts, her motivations remained a complete mystery.Logan watched as she roused herself and slowly wormed back over to her side of the "cave." Her eyes glowed as they looked back at him, then slowly closed, perhaps in sleep. *** "Night" and "day" in this place was a subtle distinction. There was no sun that Logan could see, but then. That special day with her mother and father at work, I arrived early and entered the kitchen without knocking. I enjoyed surprising her most of the time but I was surprised that day. When I got to the living room I heard her moaning, saying, oh God, and then heard Bud growl. I crept through the living room to her bedroom door and peeked around the corner. To my disbelief she was fucking Bud. She was laying on her hope chest at the end of her bed, with a pillow under her back and a pillow under. She slowly pulled down my boxers, my cock springing out as her eyes grow even bigger from the sight of it. “Oh fuck, how do you walk with this?” she asked as her hand slowly grips it. I laugh a little and smile, “very carefully.” She laughs a little too and begins to slowly stroke it. Her lips softly kissing up and down my long, hard shaft, caressing it with her long tongue. My eyes roll into the back of my head as I feel her hands and tongue massage my cock. She kisses down and sucks on each. But they were good kids, got straight A’s - even in the advanced classes - and were good athletes. They were not real social butterflies but had started to date.Their parents were happy they were dating. It was obviously more normal than spending so much time with each other. As for the twins, they had good times on dates but always felt that something was missing for them to have a really good time. They would go on double dates occasionally but that was pretty much a disaster for their dates.