I pulled my shirt over my head, flexing in such a way as to look like I wasn’t flexing. It’s a difficult move to pull off. Then I dropped my short..., purposefully not glancing down as I felt my fully ballooned fifth appendage rise from its confines and say hello to the afternoon sun. I’d gotten naked in front of so many pretty girls lately that it was becoming easier to do than speaking to one.“Well, his penis sure isn’t terrified,” the first twin said, laughing a little drunkenly. “I’m Fiona. Linda, Mary and I watched her formore than an hour from the control room, before we sawher unpack a few ounces of pot. We rewound the tape andset it up to playback to the TV in the living room.Mary brought Rosetta into the living room and Lindabegan her act. Eventually Rosetta was begging Linda not to call thepolice or immigration, saying that she would doanything for us. Linda told her that she needed to beproperly punished and that the three of us would do it.Then she told Rosetta to strip.. "If I give you my phone, can you call your mother while I keep going, so we can get out of here before the fire gets much worse?"She loved that idea, and I handed her my phone. The stairwell was as empty as a tomb. Whoever could get out was long gone, and we were alone, possibly trapped, and the fire was right above us. That kept me moving, even though my legs and back ached like I'd been beaten by experts.Kristine obviously knew her mother's cell number by heart, because she got through to her. In her bliss she always exclaimed it was me and I rewarded her by bringing her to another climax. This was great for my ego as I stroked into my frantic mom.My greatest thrill was when I took my mom in front of my dad. She never experienced a greater orgasm in her life. It all started when I caught my dad and one of his drinking buddies fucking my little sister, Marti. She was 14 at the time and already a slut in her own rite. Anyway, dad took Marti downtown for a little party and I caught wind.