.. David... come and break the wishbone."It was a tradition in my family that the twins always broke the wishbone. Amazingly none of my other relative... really seemed to care. For Mom, I think, it was a way of assuring me once again of Helen's superiority. In the twenty-three years that we had participated in this tradition, I had never taken the larger half of the bone. She took that as a sign from God that my sister was the superior one of the two."Take the bone, kids, and make your wish.". "I'm gonna eat your pussy," he said hoarsely."What?" Janet cried. "Are you nuts?" There was no answer, only panting. She felt him folding back the furry lips of her pussy, and then suddenly there was the most delicious sensation she'd ever known, something hot and wet. And' slick caressing her clit. She moaned hoarsely and creamed a big hot gush of juice. Ned lapped up the tangy cream and ate it. Then there was that delicious sensation again."Ohhhhhhhhh, God, that's good," Janet moaned.She. “Sure, why not. I have honestly missed her,” Rachel answered, then added in a stronger tone, “and I meant it when I said she wasn’t old. She has more energy than any two of us.”“Hey, I didn’t mean anything by it,” Brenda replied, “In fact, I thought she was still pretty good looking, nice tits too. If she had decided to come along with us, I might’ve even tried giving her a tumble.”“Brenda!” Rachel exclaimed in a shocked tone, unable to imagine what Mrs. Giordano’s reaction might’ve been to. Alfred was immensely happy to discover that I had a mad streak in my personality as well. We indulged in long silences when we would be sitting in the cave, reading whatever book appealed to us, often sharing especially well-phrased sentences or deep thoughts. We exchanged our views on a multitude of topics, finding ourselves in close sync on a lot of them, even though I found out and accepted early enough that there was no way for me to ever understand the complex physics of our adventure. So.