She had no pubic hair and was cleanly shaven. Her nipples stood erect - calling to be touched. She slipped a lone finger into her vagina and smiled. �...�Fingers,” she remarked, “Only go so far.” I was about to burst. “Jesus Christ,” I remarked. Julie stood up and approached where I stood, still holding the pool skimmer. She reached down and felt for my erection. “Jesus Christ, is right,” Julie remarked, groping me through the fabric of my work pants. I slipped my hand around her tiny waist and. ‘Ed Spectere, you have the right to remain silent,’ she said and went on to tell me that anything I said could be used against me in a divorce court. I told her I wasn’t talking and that I wanted to call my lawyer. Wait a minute, I thought to myself. Amanda is a lawyer and she had worked for the Justice Department before we started our family. Wouldn’t that constitute a conflict of interest? Asking for assistance from the person who was taking away my rights seemed problematic to me! Plus,. "Thank you, ladies. It seems you both intend to spend the night with me, so I shall not interfere with that definitive arrangement. I do insist, though, that you recognise that whatever choice I make as to whom I embrace first, has no bearing on any assumed preferential treatment. There will be no preferential approach by me. Both of you are my loves, and both of you have my respect. I will make no statement or action that implies that one of you is more loved and respected than the other. I. I saw her sticking her hairbrush into her pussy one night. I wonder if she has had sex yet." Gross. Why do you care about our sister? Now, that is incest, and you should stop thinking about her." Why is she sticking a hairbrush into her pussy? I have a nice cock that could slide right into her. We could both fuck her. Don't you think she is hot?" She's my twin, and no, I don't think our sister is hot. I think our aunt is, and I will see if she will have sex with me. I am kind of hurt.