.HERE I CUM BABY." I screamed out, my hips thrust and gyrated wildly, "Fuck me hard baby." and he did, he slammed in to me, and my orgasm ran on and o...until he stopped. I looked up at him, sweat matted hair streaked across my face. I brushed it aside."Did you cum inside mommy?" I Asked. "Yes." he said, looking down ashamed."It's fine baby, I wanted you to. I want you to cum in mommy lots of times. OK baby?" I reasurred him.He looked at me oddly."I want your cum in me, I love you and want you in. I mean, Scott's Scott, you know what Imean? Who needs the competition? Boobs certainly, I love girls with bigboobs, you of all people should know that! Anyhow, when he got a secondfinger into me I moaned and pretended I'd gone to heaven and then tuckedanother of mine into him and made a sound in my throat so the last thingin the world he'd ever want to do would be to ask me to take my fingersout again. No way -- he was making throat sounds too."See, how wonderful," I told him. "This is how. Her lips are soft, warm and inviting. I caress her petite sides then rub circles on her back. I get my thumbs under the soft material of both camisoles and slowly lift the material as I gently rub her silky soft skin. I get the camisoles up to just below her breasts and kiss her lightly on the lips. As I kiss her, I lift the material over her breasts. She lifts her arms. I raise the camisoles over her head, up her arms, off her body and toss them to the side. She presses her body into mine and. Her body expelled the dripping device.Madison did laugh, looking at her writhing twin in the mirror. “He made me try on ten pair in that stupid True Religion place before he found one he liked, and then I had to go out to his old Corvette and give him a blowjob.” She made a sour face. “He had about three inches, maybe.”“Yeah, but they were, what, a hundred and seventy-some bucks?’Madison smiled and nodded. “You’re just jealous. He was a pervert.”“Hah,” cried her sister. “I’m wearing my old.