Our sons deserve better than this. We have to think of something. You are good at finding solutions to things. Think of something?" Don't worry, Brend.... I will come up with some wicked plot I am sure," as she sighed and hung up.A few days later, Susan called and told me to come over as she had thought up a plot that would solve our problem if I agreed. I rushed right over and we sat down and I anxiously asked what she had come up with.Susan said, "Hear me out now and don't get self righteous on. Very different and almost never dressing alike, we were still two peas from the same pod. Ben's eyes were blue and mine were light gray; his hair was short and blond, mine was long and dark. If you didn't know we were related, you could have never guessed by our appearance.We owned a ranch/farm combination in the plains of North Dakota, 3800 acres in all. (For you city slickers, that almost six square miles of dirt under fence) The nearest town was Cameron, five miles away down a mostly gravel. That night when her sister went to bed, she sent Sushil to get under the covers with her. “Your sister and my wife has sent me to give you the pleasures you deserve and are not getting from your husband. Just relax and I will show you what your body is capable of.”He carefully explored all of her erogenous zones, something her husband had never done, and when his lund filled her choot she was writhing with new feelings. Her husband’s organ had never stayed in there long enough to give her real. Alec took out his cock and I pulled mine out so Peter could suck Alec. While he was doing this I took out my handcuffs from the drawer and locked them onto Peters wrists so his hands were behind his back. He was now naked from the waist down but still wearing that hot shirt and leather jacket. Alec and I helped him over to the coffee table and lay him face down on it. I told Alec to help me secure his legs to the legs of the table with the belts I had handy. Peter resisted at first but soon.