They felt the light spray from the waves and finally watched as the siren changed and walked out of the sea and into the arms of her love. The scene f...ded and the haunting melody returned before the hundred moons brightened. The people whispered and talked as they stood and left and I stretched.I murmured and the tent went dark as I stood and walked to the door. I caught Ivy around the waist, “last show tonight. Now we can eat and then I can bed you all night.”We ate and cleaned up and listened. Do you ever masturbate?” I chuckled at that question, not knowing how to answer it.“Yeah I do. Do you?” She grinned and said, “Oh hell yeah. All the time. But my toy isn’t as big as you. Bill, the loser I dated before, was small too, on 5 inches and not all that fat. But yeah, I do masturbate. Quite a bit actually.”“I do too. Got to relieve that pressure somehow. I did last night, and then again this morning.”Vicky laughed and told me, “Oh why was that? Did someone have blue balls last night?”. I want to fuck!”We looked at each other with shit-eating grins and she scrambled up alongside me. “Are you ready?” she asked.“Find out,” I said, pointing at my pants. Sue undid my jeans, and I lifted my ass off the bed as she pulled my pants and shorts down to mid-thigh. Seeing her there in that little robe, asking me to screw her, had gotten me as hard as I can ever remember. She gently reached down and rubbed the underside of the shaft with one hand.“What about you?” I asked. “Are you. You don't mind it - she's warm and cuddly and it's a good feeling being the strong big protective brother.Tiffany hits your leg with hers, taking you out of your thoughts. "John will surely share his room, won't he?"Your twin sister gives you a teasing little smile. She loves the banter (just like you), and she's the greatest bro you could imagine. You two are inseparable, you wingman (or -woman) each other and you hang out more than siblings usually do."Sure", you mumble while eating, not.