I thoughtabout the survey I had filled out. It had asked me about wearing shortsand dresses and skirts. It had asked about heels and boots. I wanted t...show them off. At least to myself. I owned cargo shorts and runningshoes. They didn't look right. I stopped wearing the pantyhose everyday.I would pull them out occasionally when I felt sad, but they didn't bringme the same joy as before. Then another manila envelope arrived in themail.My excitement completely overshadowed my anxiety at receiving. You welcome their kisses and return the touches and I watch as the three of you fondle each other right in front of me. You drop to your knees between them and begin to undo their pants, the erections popping out at full attention in front of you. Slowly, you begin stroking both of them at the same time. You plant your mouth on them one at a time and cover their members in saliva allowing plenty of lube for your hands to glide back and forth along the entire length of their long shafts. I. Their parents weren’t home yet and Alex was still hard from reading those books and looking at his pretty sister in her underwear. Since they were twins they had the ability at times to know what the other was thinking.Allie said, “Alex, do you want to masturbate?” Alex’s face reddened and he nodded his head. She said, “It’s OK if you want to. I can just go downstairs and watch TV while you do.”Alex remembered to be honest and said, “Thanks. You can stay if you want to. I don’t mind.”Allie. I could tell he was getting close his strokes were getting faster and the moaning louder. I pushed my tits tighter around his swollen cock, which made him thrust harder. "I'm going shoot baby," he said. I just teased the tip of his cock with my tongue, wanting him to shoot his creamy load all over my face and breasts. He started to erupt, with each sudden thrust through my tits cum shot out, hitting my lips and face with a little on my tits. I licked up every delicious drop that I could, wiping.