I remember the first time I caught her kissing a boy a few years ago, I felt like I was watching myself kissing him and it kind of turned me on. Befor... we ended up in this situation I often lived vicariously through her, watching my identical twin as she did stuff I was too prude, scared, or obedient to do.As you can probably imagine, we looked identical but our personalities had always been completely different. I was always “the good twin” and she had always been a little wild. Still we were. After recent events i was really mad and I could tell by my my mate’s body language, he felt I had gotten an anal delivery I deserved and that was a fitting punishment.I wasn’t so sure and to tell you the truth I was in the middle of a rethink of just what a submissive life in this mountain serious family clan was worth staying with my man. At his time I closed my eyes tried to slow down mu heartbeat an go back in mind in the most emotional calm and exam the origins of my so called trained life. We were served corn chips and salsa while we waited. The salsa was very hot and made us sweat. Joan would wipe the sweat from her chest, pulling the scoop neck further down. Sitting on a barstool let Joan discretely flash her bare mound at will. When the bartender took our drink orders, Joan bent over as if to hear him better. He got an eyeful of her tits. There was a dancer with castanets who was twirling around, her dress rose with every twirl. The dancer on the floor was joined by a Gaucho.. This is the first in a long series of events that are 100% true to the best of my memory. Here is what happened yesterday.After arriving around 4pm I settled into one of the corner booths upstairs waiting for my first cock to suck. Finally a guy who looked to be in his forties about 6 foot tall came into my booth and asked me if I wanted to suck his cock. Being the cocksucker that I am, I of course said yes. Now, I am only five foot seven with an average 6.5 dick and was expecting something.