John who was still sitting beside her heard what she had said to me and went to get her something to drink. On the way he asked if anyone else wanted ...nything and everyone responded affirmative, so he brought out five fresh beers.Carol sat up on the small table and watched John return with the "Bud". It seemed that she could not remove her eyes from his cock.He handed out the beverages and when he turned to Carol she kissed the end of his black monster and patted the table beside her, inviting. ”“Okay. That sounds fun.”My heart screamed in my chest as our mother retreated. I looked up at Kimiko, her delicate, olive cheeks darkened by a blush, her lips pursed. Then she glanced at our discarded clothing. Sometimes, twins didn’t need to say a word to communicate.Lee chortled as the pair of us darted for our clothing from our futon. I grabbed my panties, my silky, black hair dancing about my shoulder. I jabbed my slender thighs through the leg holes and slid them up my body. Dread built. I'm sure we made small talk, but I don't remember what was said. I only remember the pounding of my heart and the wetness between my legs. The proper car comes and we get on. I whisper to Bill that I'm not wearing any panties and he gives a sharp intake of breath. We are standing in the stair part of the car - I'm about 2 steps up from him and he runs his fingers up my stockinged thigh to confirm that I'm telling the truth. Now it's my turn to breathe in. He was so tender and gentle. Stroking. . in fact, it actually enhanced our sex life. When Jim came home and told me of his sexual 'indiscretions'... in detail... we normally fucked for hours! So noisily at times, I was certain our son, Paul, could hear us.I suddenly wondered if Paul masturbated while Jim and I fucked. A vivid image of my son lying back on his bed, cock in hand, fisting it while he listened to Jim fucking the living daylights out of me, flashed into my horny mind. My pussy began to itch with moist arousal. Jesus!.