I turned around to see them standing in the doorway looking at each other in shock. Then they both began smiling. "It was me." Left Twin repeated. "Ja... it was me." Right Twin echoed."It was me!" A woman exclaimed in another room. A moment later, she rushed into the dining room. "Who said that?" Who said what?" I had to prompt."Last night, I wake up in the middle of the night and find these two guys totally going at it in my room! So the top tells the bottom, if anybody asks, he had to fess up. I opened the door to be confronted by a large bunch of roses and a sneeze. Behind the flowers was a deliveryman who was about to sneeze again so I grabbed the flowers freeing a hand to cover his face.The flowers were from my sister with a message to "enjoy my day in every possible way". The deliveryman had now regained his composure and asked me to sign for the flowers. He sneezed again and blamed the pollen for his allergy. He took a tablet from his pocket and asked could he please have a. As I rubbed her clit I could tell she was really liking it as she was really wet. I than used my other hand to lift her shirt and pinch her hard nipples. As we layed like that and did that for a bit she could feel my cock getting very hard. So she turned her body around and started rubbing my dick through my pants. As I continued to get harder and really excited I removed her pants and panties to see that clit waiting for what she had been wanting for years and pulled my pants and boxers down. He had never felt so alive. Eamon stood, still holding the twins’ hands tightly. He pulled them both toward him, trying to increase the amount of contact, even though the table was between them. He tried to be logical. He tried to regain his self-control. He released both hands and moved away from the twins. ‘What the fuck did you do to me’, he hissed? ‘Why do I feel like this? Was the breakfast drugged?’ Emmy’s eyes were afire! She leaned closer across the table. Her lips barely grazed his.