The rest of the day went the same way. I didn't feel like arguing about who or what I was, so I quickly got used to being called Emily. Even Frances p...cked it up quickly.We both were signed up for dance classes as, thanks to Mom, we were by now accomplished dancers. The school brochure had indicated that all dance students were to bring leotards, tights and dance (not ballet) slippers. To us this did not seem at all odd. When Frances and I went looking for the dance class, our final class for. I was really close to coming. My fingers found both cunts, open and wet, andbegan to rythmically penetrate them as I humped their mouths. I could feel agreat tingling sensation at the base of my cock that moved slowly upward,faster and faster. "Here I cummm!" I shouted. "Give it to us, right in ourmouths" Jadzia gasped. They didn't need the warning as they both had theirmouths wide open as stream after stream of jism began to spray out of mycumhole. They managed to catch the first few strands. She could see her mom glaring at her even as she felt warm fingers wandering over her skin. "Um, this is my mom."Kyle leaned over Paige and made sure he brushed against her nipples with his elbow. "I can see where Paige gets her beauty." Ah, he's a sweet talker, Paige. Does he have a name, my dear daughter?" I don't know," Paige blurted out. "I fell and he caught me before I hit the floor and Mrs. Barnes saw us, and he left and now he's here and, I don't know, mom."Kyle watched Paige as her. I was a little worried about where this could lead. She’d been trying hard not to be critical of us, even though I knew she was fighting her nature at times. But since the meltdown on Tuesday, we hadn’t actually spoken of the painting. It was the subtlety in her question, though, that impressed me. With just a few words, Lexi had positioned herself and Jack as parents with Lissa and Melody as “their girls.” I wasn’t sure how this was going to play out. But Jack really surprised me.“Lissa gave.