Ritu, meanwhile, had noticed that her panties were disappearing quite too often. So she had decided to watch over her panties on that day.I, as usual,...seeing my opportunity and blessing the seeming folly of Ritu crept into the scene, stole her panties and entered into my favorite room (where Ritu was sitting). I usually kept the room dark to incite less attention to the room and so not noticing her, I slouched onto the bed and started smelling them and masturbating.It was only after some time,. The real shocker was when Steve was told that he, too, had been one of those 'merged twins.' (If he'd been told he had been pregnant, it probably would have been less of a shock.)He'd no sooner heard the end of that message, and determined from the room voice that Charlene was a 'twin' while the airheads had all been pregnant (and had no idea of the fact, which didn't surprise him) than he'd gotten the second, larger shock. An unseen voice that called itself "Zookeeper" had told him that. You gather from my barely audible moan that not only am I awake, I am enjoying every move you make. You continue kissing my shoulders, up my neck and toward my ears, feeling the shudder run through my body as you get there.Slowly, you start working your way back down, untying my top as you go. You work your way down to that spot, right above my bottoms, you reach your hands up and pull them down, kissing my butt and the back of my legs, the back of my knees, which makes me giggle until you. She likes to shave every day and she uses only the finest of lotions, so she always feels like silk under my palms. My thumbs duck under the hem of the red t-shirt, gently tracing along the lines of her hip bone. She inhales deeply and I can feel her muscles moving with the breath under my fingers. When she exhales, there’s a small, contented sigh weaved into the sound, gently praising me for my actions and nudging me to continue.I tentatively ask if less innocent touches are permitted by.