It was weird, we were twins, him being older, we looked the same, except he was a bit heavier and i was a bit taller, other than that we looked and so...nded the same , but i know realized we weren’t. I spent the entire night thinking about my b*****r and his orientation and i came to the conclusion that i was ok with it. The next morning, my dad led my b*****r and me to the car, we felt like young c***dren again, waiting for our dad’s surprise. He brought us to a spa, because he wanted us to. Only this time it was more mellow, more relaxed if every bit as strong. This time her head seemed to be more in control. Oh, my nice hard-cocked men! she thought, I want to cum for you again!And then she did! At the same time as her own spiraling climax began to crest, Roger's penis fucking into her from behind swelled up and twitched and began to spurt its heated charge up inside Helen's receptively quaking rectum. It splashed violently against her back-passage walls and dribbled loosely back. . I went right up to the biggest and scariest guy and asked him what his flight was like and if he was he excited to be in the states. He was very tall maybe 7'4, like duck or hit your head on the door frame tall, and thickly built with big arms and legs (Feet and Hands).. I won't lie my panties were already getting wet when he responded with a very deep voice in almost perfect English, "My flight was nice and I've always dreamed about visiting the states" He stopped short and took a sip from. He flicks his right wrist sharply, deliberately, and the blue 2 ball drops like a stone into the pocket. The chase is on. He looks toward the other girl and smiles, and his smile breaks the generic mould of his face. It’s the smile of a goofy kid who is running on luck, sheepish and almost ashamed of the result, yet desperate to keep his run going. He’s instantly likeable. Two more successful shots, two more solids downed without incident. The changing constellation of balls flows like a ballet.