Mi amore... you bring out de animal in Yvette... oh... OH! Closer! Yvette feels! Yvette knows! You must talk to Yvette! Tell de instant you are about ...o cum inside de pussy! Tell de moment you must spurt inside de cunt! Yvette likes to count de spurts when a man spills himself into de hot, wet, warm tunnel between de legs!" I'm... I'm... it's coming... can't hold back..." YES! YES! MON DIEU! DE COCK! DE SPERM! YVETTE LIKES TO COUNT DEM... COUNT DE SHOTS OF DE SEED INTO DE CUNT... Un! Deux!. I had expected something like this and was ready for it. The twins were irreversibly ‘primed’, I recognised that, and I knew they would persist until they got what they wanted. Nor, frankly, had I any wish to deny them. They were young, they were beautiful, they oozed sexuality, and best of all they were the spitting image of the woman I had lusted after fruitlessly more than a quarter of a century before. After all these years, I thought, I was going to get what I wanted, and in duplicate. But. So, being the kind husband, I called Mike over and asked him if he could handle sloppy seconds with a hot pussy. He had his huge, hard dick out and was stroking it right in front of Darli's face, her eyes were locked on it as he pulled it up and down, smearing the precum over the huge head. This caused Darlene to have another huge orgasm as he said he'd wanted that all night and thought he wouldn't get any. He pulled his shorts off and lay down beside Darli. She reached over and gripped his. "No, we're saying it's not wise." Why?" The Kerr boy doesn't have a very good reputation," Dad said."You can do better," Mom added."Who, for instance?" Aaron Kemp." He's fat." Slightly overweight perhaps, but..." Who else?" Joseph Campbell." Hmm, not bad. Should I ask him out? He hasn't asked me." No! I'll talk to his mother." If you do, you'll be making a fool of yourself, Mom. I'm not Joe Campbell's type. Now, Jenny..."Mom threw her hands in the air. "See what I mean, Stuart."I moved to my.