It was a strange but exciting sensation to have her chest in my palms as my hands were sandwiched between her tits and his thighs. My grinding soon be...ame a slow fucking, pushing her forwards with my hips against her in an attempt to push her mouth lower down his shaft. Already I could feel myself wanting to cum but wasn't ready yet."Let's change positions," I suggested knowing that some one had to take the lead.So I climbed up on the bed, pulled off my condom and half laid down with my back up. I imagined I could feel steam building, condensing, dripping across the girth of the ever-growing erection threatening to leap out of my pants. I wasn’t imagining. She was wet. “I’m… a little drunk.” She whispered. “Yeah,” I managed, “me too.” Words were no longer necessary. Our bodies became fluid, and in one motion she got up, I shed my pants, and she sat back down. Our lips met first, then our tongues, and my dick slid back and forth between her labia. I could feel my head tickling her. Then Michael told me what I was missing in my life."Boobs," he said, one night when we were practicing spinning. That's me on his dick, as you might know."Fuck you. My boobs are fine – Master," I replied, even as I noted that his twin sisters – his twin, naked little sisters, who were helping me pull off this particular sexual stunt – had each sprouted a cup size or more since their summer trip to the Caribbean."I mean major boobs, way beyond normal," he replied. "The kind that make you famous.. “Mairead,” said Lydia. “What do you know about that?”“I heard what ‘Gelica said, and Betsy and Maudie were talking about it. And I thought we weren’t ‘sposed to know.”Lydia gathered the other three girls round her.“My darlings it isn’t something you’re not supposed to know, but it isn’t very nice. We thought it was better that you didn’t know, but I had forgotten that children hear everything. That man who took you away from the nuns killed Mary. And then Captain Fitz killed him.”“So we are.