"Kris busted in the door. "Light work out today, men, then we're hittingthe courts to practice more." We're doing laps like every Friday," Scott state...."That's cool," Kris stated. "Bring some cash too since Bryson is making aliquor run for us."Scott pulled out his wallet, "Here's twenty. Get me... errr... a twelve ofBud Light and a bottle of Vodka."Kris grabbed the twenty, found a pen and wrote a note of Scott's order."Matt, do you want anything or are you bumming from us?"I gave it a short. " The first night, we both had some wine talked about dad, their life together, and she confessed to me that they had wanted to have more children after the war, but that after her second miscarriage they heard the word that was spreading from other vets about Agent Orange and stopped trying. We laughed and cried together, and eventually got drunk together. When we got up to retire for the night, Mom reminded me to join her after I got dressed for bed. When I entered her room, I came in. "Wow. You'rekidding. What's this?" You know what it is, Tina." Well, I know what's supposed to be there and I saw one guy's but itwasn't anything like this little thing. And these don't look like otherboys' either," she said and pinched my balls."Would you just finish what you're doing and leave me alone?" I squealedpast the pacifier that was still in my mouth."If you spit out your binky, honey, mom says she'll tie it in," shehissed. But at least she slid the folded diaper under my butt so. She climbed farther up her body and kissed Heather hard as they wrapped each other up tightly within their arms. They moaned into each other’s mouths as their tits mashed together. It was extraordinarily erotic how Heather’s legs spread Abby’s wider, especially because they were my sisters. My lust spiked even further as she used her knees to push them open as far as they could go. They were both widely exposed, and I could see that they were dripping wet. The scent of their arousal was making.