One evening while they were alone in the two bedroomed flat they shared together, Elizabeth had an idea to make the evening fun and exciting. She dash...d up the stairs and clonked about in one of the bedrooms; she then returned a few minutes later.Eliza had been leaning back against the sofa with a bored expression on her face until she saw her twin bring down a round box with a red bow on it. She leaned forward."What's in the box?" she asked, curiosity getting the better of her. Eliza looked up. I raised my arms as he pulled my shirt up and off. He put a hand on my shoulder and rubbed my chest and stomach with the other. I stopped shaking and leaned against him. Dav moved his hand down and rubbed the front of my underwear. Whispering he asked you want to take these off. Grinning from ear to ear I said OK. Dav stood me in front of him and pulled my pants down. Stepping out of them he tossed them in the corner. He hooked his thumbs inside the waistband of my underwear and pulled them. Miss Duval held on to Simons' head tightly to steady herself, whilst he could barely breathe.“Simon, I’m going to cum,” Miss Duval panted and suddenly she gave out a moan. “Oh yes, I’m coming, push your fingers inside me.”Simon did as he was told and suddenly he felt a splash of liquid on his thigh as Miss Duval’s pussy started to pump out a spray juices. Slowly her legs stopped shaking and finally, she let go of Simon’s head.After she had composed herself she knelt down beside him on the floor. Miller came in, followed by Sheriff Owen. “See little slut is just fine, getting a cunt full of dog tongue.” Mr. Miller’s voice was rough. Sheriff Owen stopped inside the door and stared at me. Sheriff Owen wasn’t as old as Mr. Miller. He had sandy blonde hair and kind blue eyes, he wasn’t as tall as Mr. Miller either maybe 5’10 to Mr. Miller’s 6’1. As his blue eyes raked over me my first thought was how ashamed I was. But with Mr. Miller standing there and Duke’s tongue up my slit I.