"It's cold out here." Of course!" I stuttered, moving aside. The silk clung to her every move as she slipped silently through the door and walked over...to my desk. The back of the gown (I later learnt it's properly called a camisole) was low cut, revealing her light skin. The silk flowed over the curves of her backside and hips. I had to stop myself from jumping her. What the hell was she doing here?I closed the door then turned towards her. She was perched of the edge of my desk, shoulders and. I glared at the baby monitor and threatened, "You might think this is funny now, but you just wait because revenge is a dish best served cold."I chuckled then the damn airhorn blew again. I decided I needed to do something about this so I began to think about how I could kill that fucking baby monitor...Now this was interesting, what was my Ben doing? He was looking all around in his bed like he was trying to find something. He finally twisted his head around, took his pillow in his mouth and. Your mom got me thinking." Yeah, she has a way of doing that." I was thinking that maybe I was being silly." OK. I'll bite. How do you think you might have been silly?" Acting the way I did. Not giving either of them a chance to talk. Crying like a baby." Jill, you were upset. No matter how much what they did makes sense or how logical it is, you had a hell of a surprise. It's not unreal for you to have acted the way you did." How do you feel about it?" Can I give you an honest answer? Without. "Okay ... Iris goes on the left side of the bed, and you go on the right, Dahlia, on your knees and facing away from one another," she instructed, and the girls complied, giving Dave an elevated profile view of them. "Now, back up ... that's it," she coached, as the girls crawled backwards.When they were close enough, she placed the double ended dildo in between them and held it steady as they slowly drew closer together and worked their portion of the dildo into their pussies. Iris was the.