“Yes!” She blurted out.“You are sisters, you can share, right? Come get some.” I grinned.Vanessa quickly dropped to her knees next to Amber.�...Get out of the way. Give me some!” She demanded, pushing Amber out of the way. She pulled off my dick and moved sideways slightly and Vanessa quickly took her place.“Oh yeah, fuck that’s a big fat cock!” Vanessa exclaimed, wrapping her fingers around my dick and bobbing on it hungrily.“Yeah? You like that?” I asked, pulling my cell phone out of my. It hardly seemed that long ago when she was sitting athome, her home, sipping tea from a cup also decorated in roses. Sippingtea in Chuck's home, was not too unlike the one she had left in Bostonalmost a hundred and fifty years before.Sarah had answered most of the questions Chuck asked or as well as shecould. Chuck wanted to know where the tea was going and Sarah didn'tknow although she suspected they went where she often stayed. If she nolonger had a body then how was she managing her tea. Spike took advantage of her sister's slowing down and raced ahead, frantically mashing her cunt down onto the bed post and abusing her nipples.To Pat it wasn't obvious who was winning, but the girls had been playing the game for so long they knew from the little signs: a slight hesitation at the top of a 'jump', a quiver in the thighs and buttocks, extra hardening of the nipples. Like a lot of reports from identical female twins, they believed they could sense each other’s climax high in their. Mom sipped her wine and watched the waves thought the window and I watched Mom while I finished my second beer. {I’d been allowed to drink…In moderation…since I turned eighteen. My Dad always said, “If you’re old enough to go off and die for your county, you’re old enough to have a beer.” He was ‘Old School’ like that. So whenever I didn’t get carded, I had a few beers.} Mom seemed to be having a nice time. Every time the conversation looked like it was turning towards my father, I steered it.