But the sixteen-year-old kid did. Still sliding one hand up and down John's sticky shaft, the boy moved John's left hand down to the randy young prick...the boy had just released from his jeans. It wasn't anywhere near as big as the mandicks John had been playing with earlier, but it was incredibly hard, and incredibly hot, and incredibly soft—all at the same time. In spite of himself, John began stroking the boymeat. The kid dropped his pants to his ankles, and began squeezing John's. I think I had only been asleep a few minutes when I heard a gasp. I sat up to find the younger two watching Joy and Honey kiss each other lovingly on the lips."Shit," was all I could think of to say. I had never witnessed them ever doing anything like that before. My flag pole was flying high again as Honey lowered Joy onto her back.The younger twins seemed to feel even more uncomfortable about this, but I could tell by the way they would momentarily look at each other that it was only a matter. She knew he could feel the dampness he had created. His finger traced through the panties along the lips of her pulsating cunt. She hunched up to meet his ministrations. He now was pushing his cock in and out of her mouth in a steady rhythm that she knew would soon end in his white-hot sticky cum shooting into her throat. Her thoughts now werent about why this had happened or even where Howard was, only about the impending orgasm she felt. She couldnt wait to taste his salty nectar shoot into. Wiping the sweat from my brow I step over to my bag and remove a bottle of water. I down a huge gulp as if it’s all I’ve had to drink all day. “Want some?” I see her gasp for air but she doesn’t answer. “Hey! Agua?...eau? wasser?” She takes another deep breath then answers with her sweet voice and sexy accent. “Yes...Please.” I put the lid on and place the bottle next to her hand.Next on the agenda is to check my phone. I pause the recording and begin playing it back. The appetizer is a bit.