.. adoptive mother. I’m your birth mother. You and Mark are half-sister and half-brother. You were never picked up off the streets ... and you’re ...ot totally black.“Your father ... he was another minister, a married man, too, whom I had a brief fling with in a moment of ... lust. Your dad was nice enough to pass you off as adopted and raise you as his own, and forgive me to an extent, but our marriage ... it was never quite the same. He was also so insecure and so ... jealous after that. It. Looking in at his door, she saw that he was still awake and entered."Hi," the nurse said softly. "Are you all right? Do you need anything?"Sam looked at her. She was quite pretty, with dark brown hair, and her close-fitting white uniform emphasized a rather nice figure. It was too too dark to distinguish her eye color, but they were light and concerned."I'm fine," Sam answered. "I'm just not very tired." Strangely, the roaring sound seemed a bit louder now, but it wasn't distracting."Not. "I play a lot of sports. I guess I stay in pretty good shape."Angela caressed the exposed skin of his thigh and said, "I can believe it. I've never felt such hard muscles."Chris knew a leading line when he heard one. "Feel a little higher, it gets even harder."Angela moved her hand upward until it found Chris' rapidly expanding cock. "Nice and thick too," she said. She slid her probing fingers along the length of Chris' cock as it began to reach its full potential. She moved her hand. ..happening..." The boys stopped their bickering as they noticed thatthey were no longer holding the girl they had been fighting over."...to me?!" There was no longer one co-ed woman speaking. There weretwo girls, twins of about the same age as the boys, staring at eachother in cofusion. Their expressions were mirror images of shock andembaressment as they studied each other. The only difference betweenthe two were their swimsuits, one was blue while the other was white,the colors of the.