“Yeah, dude would get drunk and mistake me for my sister.” She air-quoted ‘mistake’. “Wasn’t easy to push off.”“So you stopped doing i...,” Brandy scowled at Barbara.Barbara took the last forkful of pancake and slipped it between her lips while staring down her sister.“Don’t tease each other if you’re going to ruin our day,” Tamara corrected the twins like a schoolteacher tired of class disruptions.“Whatever, it’s not important why. But I need you, one of you, both of you, to get him into Halifax. Swaying his hips as he walked to the mirror, he caught site of his slender, nylon encased legs. Brian took a model's pose in the mirror and ran his hands up and down his legs feeling every inch of silken pleasure. A gnawing feeling began in his abdomen as he turned away from the mirror. His hands clenched the bed frame as he bent over in pain. A light rain began to beat on the panes of the windows as his eyes searched the room. The feeling began to worsen as he held the pole tightly. Scanning. I thought..”Why couldn’t she realize how much I loved her..I didn’t just want her body..but I wanted to win her heart too..My thoughts ran blindingly as I masturbated…. Thinking of pleasuring her…encircling her round nipples with my tongue..sucking them until they became hard…drinking milk from her plump breasts as it overflowed with her milk…rubbing her clit and pushing my tongue depper into her cunt… and drinking her cum..thinking of her hissing and moaning with me as my penis dug deeper into. I jumped and slapped at the front of the sweatshirt, but that had no effect on the sensations. In desperation, I ripped the sweatshirt off, and, like a switch had been thrown, the sensations suddenly disappeared. I dropped to my knees, my boobs jiggling for several seconds before settling into place. I dully realized the significance of what had just happened. I had to go out looking like a dumb busty beach bunny. I wasn’t going to be allowed to cover my boobs in any significant way. The whole.