. you can tell us anything, you know that." Mom ... Dad — was I a twin?" Oh My God, George! How did you find that out?" Mom, that's not important! W...re you two ever going to tell me, or were you hoping that I would never find out that I had a twin sister?" Son, can I ask how you found this out?" Yeah, Dad — here!"I showed him the letter we found. He read it and gave it to my mother to read. She recognized her handwriting. She had started sobbing, and was literally shaking as she read the letter. Deacon Moore was a bon vivant of sorts, noted for his bad jokes, his gluttony, and for rumors about his private life based on his lifelong bachelorhood. He taught the adult class, but everyone knew that he wanted to be a minister. It was just that no one would ordain a man whose sexuality was ambiguous like that. He was oddly one of the least gossipy people in church, even if he was the topic of more than a little gossip himself. When not serving as a deacon and Sunday school teacher, he worked. "Thanks boys! We'll see you later!" Aubrey said. She realized now that her ass was probably sticking out the whole time. She shrugged and pulled her dress back down. The boys were really hollering it up by then, but they kept walking and looking back waving. The butt plug felt nice in Steph's ass, but it made it much more difficult to position herself and keep her shorts up. "New rule Steph," said Aubrey. "If you let that plug fall out, you'll have to stick it your mouth, take off everything. . . as she sits back down on the foot rest facing him. “You want me to fuck you . . . but I say not yet. My mouth is fire . . . on your inner thigh, as my lips nip at the soft skin as I make my way closer to your wet pussy.” Uncle Dave elects to carefully push the foot rest back . . . with her in it, as he kneels in front of her . . . quickly spreading her legs. His head moves.