We ate those biscuits before starting our return journey, but within half an hour after we started descending I was famished again.By ten in the morni...g, we were at our cabin. Once inside I threw my gear in a corner and stretched on the floor. Mom looked at me sympathetically. She could understand that for a growing teenager of fifteen, few packs of biscuits were certainly not an ideal breakfast. She offered me the last pack of biscuits she had left deliberately at the cabin. I took most of. She told him about her adopted family, her c***dhood and her plans for the future. They found they had a love for Bon Jovi, cold pizza and driving. They talked for hours, before they knew it, it was four in the morning. He rose to leave and she got up and hugged him. The sensation returned in wild force, her body tingled and his arms locked around her waist. She lay her head against his shoulder, his cheek rested against her hair. His breathing was fast and his body rigid. She was warm, her. That day my mom and dad had to attend some marriage in our native and since I was in middle of my tests in school they were not willing to take me along with them. After consulting my teacher, they said me to stay in teacher’s house; they were going for 3 days.Next morning my parents left home to our native. I too moved to school, evening when I came back my uncle was in home, he asked about my studies and all I told, later after sometime my teacher took class for a hour, later she asked me to. When they finished, they stalked over to me. “We’ll take off our bras at the same time you take off your boxers.” I had no hesitation. I whipped off my shirt and shorts. I was of average height and weight, with a dick of about five and a half inches. Nothing remarkable. I started counting down on my fingers. When I reached one, I pulled down my boxers. The girls unclasped their bras and slid down their panties. My cock soon reached full stiffness, and the three babes stared at it for a few.