With an 'I'!"She cooed. "Surprise!"She was standing in front of me, holding a padded satin hangerhooked over her index finger. She held it towards me...."It's foryou, Lover...for both of us!"There floating weightlessly before me was an exact duplicate of theluscious pink nightgown and peignoir that Mary wore. I clasped myhands in front of my face in a decidedly girlish manner andsquealed, "Oh Mary! I don't believe it! I don't believe you! I loveit! I love you!" I took the hanger from her hand and. M for Marie, uses alias of Jo. Ten years old, fifth graders. Both claim to be oldest and fight constantly. Mother claims not to remember which came first. Prepared to finish any and all homework."The twins had what I call dirty blond hair, dark enough that he could be brunette, but light enough that it could be blond. One had a single ponytail and the other a double. Both wore plain pink t-shirts with bumps that might have been the beginning of tits or maybe just wrinkles in the fabric.Robbie. He was wearing a short kimono robe as he greeted us, ‘Hi, guys, big night tonight, I’ve been warming Amanda up for this all day,’ and he led us into their great room. Their tree was still up along with ribbons and wreaths and such. I looked over and there was Amanda, naked on the sofa, spread apart and tied by her arms and legs, her pussy filled with a large purple dildo. ‘I’ve been warming her up for about an hour and a half, guys, now you can have a turn with her, either or both.’ ‘He’s. Mandy’s were decidedly smaller, and where your nipples were decidedly pink her’s were considerably browner in color. Not that I was looking mind you. OK, I was looking, but then so were you.All of a sudden a thought dawned on me. “Sweetie, you haven’t had any lotion applied to you for hours. Would you like me to get your back for you?” You said that you thought that that would be nice. Mark just raised an eyebrow and said “Mandy?” and she nodded. I went back to our bag and pulled out our.