I backed up, looking into her lust filled eyes, and grinned devilishly. She straightened her clothing, and resumed her composure. We were escorted to ...ur reserved table, and I ordered her favorite wine to be poured. My Lady was no fancy Lady, even though she was wealthy and cultured. She loved simple things, perhaps thats why she loved me so. She sighed in happiness as the restaurant revolved beneath us, giving us a panoramic view of the entire city. A myriad of lights glimmered in the cities. "If I'm pregnant, do you want me to get an abortion or not?" No, I do not," I said. "But wouldn't it be much easier if you didn't have to make that decision?" Well of course," she said, relaxing visibly."Which is why blow jobs and cuddling and all that... which lead to having intercourse ... is probably not a good idea right now." I thought giving a man a blow job was a good way to keep him soft, so he couldn't have sex," she argued."That might work with a lot of men," I said. "But it won't. I placed two fingers in each pussy, palm up with the thumb on each clit. I used the same rhythm I used when I fucked them both, but with my hand, I can move faster. Their faces say it all, they love it, and they’re eating it all up. That was some massive orgasm, they both went off at the same time, their bodies shaking and convulsing so hard it looked like they had seizures. They were panting so hard as if they just finished a marathon. I probably should push them a little bit more. I removed. But 'perfectly happy' is not the term I would apply to Mom when I brought these two beautiful but identical girls into her living room and told her that I was spending the rest of my life with both of them.I had called and told her I was coming; told her I was bringing guests; told her it was very important. I have no idea what she expected, but I bet it wasn't this.Mom greeted us at the door. I gave her a big hug and a kiss on the cheek, then led all four of us into the living room. I wanted.