Janet loves to soap his little willie under the water.John still wondered why Janet had no willie – just a tight little slit she kept hidden.Janet l...ves to stroke her little slit – it makes her feel all funny inside.Sometimes in the bath tub Janet turned over and let John touch her bottom.John loves to rub soap between his twin s1ster's cheeks.Sometimes Janet would open her legs and let John just reach her slit; then clamp her thighs closed.John didn't mind her girly games; but he was. I try to crawl, seeking fresh air out from under the heavy blankets, but they are holding me down, securing me in place. I try to calm myself, try to stifle the panic in my mind, and it is like this I stay, unmoving and focussed on breathing gently enough to live, my limbs aching in their bondage. How long I don’t know, but I mange to dream a little. I see him watching TV below me. And then like some out of body experience, I see myself pinioned here, unable to flee, unable to resist,. Jill’s mood had changed. Last time she was happy to ride Chris, to be the one in control as she rode her man. This time she wanted something more submissive and intimate, rolling onto her back and spreading her thighs invitingly. Those red heels miraculously somehow still in place, strapped firmly on her feet.Chris didn’t need to be asked twice, rolling over and taking up position between my wife’s legs before taking hold of himself and rubbing his cock-head up and down Jill’s pussy lips,. . and the result was fantastic. Everyone in the audience could be seen clapping and bouncing around in their chairs like it was the opening number for a rock concert. All the choir members could see this going on and it filled them all with a new sense of courage and purpose for what they were doing. That third number then ended with Jessie repeating the first chorus of the song as a solo followed by one mighty crash of drums and cymbals to end it. The audience erupted into one massive wave of.