Yes, Steve was going to get a lot of this mother-daughter team. Then, as I pushed down on him and twisted back and forth rubbing him deep up inside me... he let out a couple of groans, pushed his hips up and I felt the warm gush deep inside; he gave me his cum and now, I was happy. Well, almost; I kept fucking him, rubbing my clit as I did and was soon overcome by my own wonderful orgasm. Steve's hands were up holding Jill's labia open and he tongued up inside her as she rubbed her boobs and. They obviously trusted him. That was it we were away from home for a Friday, Saturday and Sunday night. Mum hastily packed a bag of clothes for us and we climbed into the vicars car and off we went. Let me describe who we are, my name is Les and my brothers name is Bob. We are identical twins and had to wear badges at school so that the teachers could tell us apart (a common story for identical twins apparently). Bob was born 15 minutes before me. At 11 years old we were 4 7 (about 140 cm). I think it may have even been the one Mom wore the night I caught them in bed. I missed all the nylon of a full slip, which I preferred, but found it a little bit sexy because I figured it showed off a woman’s bra, as Mom was dressed that evening. Mom didn’t have a camisole so I had no idea about those at the time. Well, being a hot summer night with no air conditioning, I decided a half-slip might just be the proper thing to wear. On many evenings I did my best to mimic exactly what Mom was. He had lifted my skirt and was caressing my ass, pulling the cheeks apart and squeezing them.“Neetaaa” he whispered into my mouth. I broke the kiss and began to gnaw on his neck, while he thrust his cock into my cupped hands, still playing with my ass. I removed his belt, and he removed his pants and underwear in a hurry. he was naked from the waist down. I removed his shirt, ripping it open. He was completely nude, with a raging boner pointed at his own daughter.I held his hand and took him.