Standing just inside my bedroom, he let his eyes sweep slowly over my body before coming over to sit on the edge of my bed. “Shit, damn, Connie, you...are fucking beautiful. Jesus, you have a hot body.” “You really think so, Sean? I think that my titties are too small, don’t you? I was getting turned on by our conversation and from the way my twin was looking at me; he was getting turned on too. “Well…I can’t really tell with your bra on.” I raised myself to a sitting position, allowing my. ”“Regularly exercised,” Carlita tittered.“Poor Dave,” Deena laughed.“AH, yes, poor Dave,” Carlita echoed.“And sometimes it is ‘poor Brindy’ or ‘poor Lita’.”“Balance comes to life,” Carlita said.“Did you ever imagine it would be this way?” I asked the gang.“No,” Carlita said. “I had no idea.”“Thought I’d end up with a buncha kids and shit for a husband. Saw too much of that,” Brindy said. “Didn’t see a way out of it. Women just tryin’ to get something out of that life. Hard.”“I still don’t. I came to my flat, and was removing my shoes and I heard door-knock. I opened the door and found her standing there disturbed and sweat on her forehead.I enquired if everything okay, she said she have lost the key of her flat and her husband had gone to delhi, so she asked me to help her open the lock. I asked her not to worry and to come inside, and I’ll do something to help her out. She came to my drawing room and sat on the couch, I gave her water to drink and called a key maker, he came in. Debbie whimpered, enjoying each throbbing convulsion with total ecstasy. Muttering obscene oaths of joy, she worked her cunt back and forth, grinding it from side to side and sliding her twat sensuously up and down the length of the boy's slick pole until she could no longer move.Julie, meanwhile, had been undergoing much the same experience but in a subtly different way, one much more appropriate to the stimulation she was receiving from Johnny's tongue. Her sexual feeling had become centered.