I used to send her my nude pictures. She never sent me pictures and neither did I force her to. Now it was late winters and extreme so my mum was back...to tamilnadu. It was our exam time and she started visiting me all of a sudden her father wasn’t of temp duty to Delhi. This has nothing to do with my story, im just sharing what all happened. My dad is a great basketball player so during eve he used to go out and play with his friends and at times used to be as late as 8 or 9 pm.It was about 4. I started to rub her when she looked at me an gave me a little smile. she reached over an was massageing my junk. I was really starting to get hard. She undid my belt then unsnaped my jeans. Then she began to slowly to rub my junk till I seen that i was so excited that i started to pre-cum (that clear cum that starts) I looked to see if my neighbor was still looking. I could make him out standing there but he had turned out the lights. I went over to turn off are lights so that Noi an I. Sorry. Wasn’t like that at all.Actually, nothing changed for a little while. I still did my work from home. I did eat breakfast and supper with them pretty regularly, but I’d already been doing that 75% of the time anyway, and a 5% or so increase in something isn’t all that noticeable.I think part of what moderated things was that, because they knew they could have me, the twins weren’t impatient to get to it. They weren’t sluts, after all. They were just two teenage girls who had ended up in. .. "Yes, I can see your dreams, but I prefer not to. Dreams are like hallucinations, they don't make much sense. I prefer just to gather the emotional content of the sleeping thoughts. Would you like me to wake you up if you start to have a nightmare?" I pondered the question a moment, and told her "No. I would rather my brain do what it wants. However frightening a nightmare is, it is always a relief to wake up- maybe that is their purpose, to make reality prefered over dreams." She tucked her.