Looking me up and down, he said, “Not just nice tits but nice everything. You could be a great teenage model.”“Please,” I whined.“Sure sis,�...� he said with a chuckle but remember you owe me one.”He stepped back and stooped to pick up the wet bath towel.“You wont be needing this,” he said with another chuckle. “After all I’ve seen it all now.”Now free from his arms I broke loose and made a dash for my room. Once the door slammed behind me I could let my fuzzy brain take stock, my body still buzzed. "When do you want to renew your membership into the club by having me come by and record your action? I won't require his uncle's sexual payment requirement - at least not this time - but we don't want to lower the standards."Brenda and Dan both blushed at the thought of a woman recording them fucking with the family. "How about this evening around 7?" You have a date." Cindy replied."Well, Paul, it sounds like you inherited your uncle's penchant for family fucking AND the big dick gene. Now. Now go back to your rooms."With that they both got up and walked back to their rooms. In a passive-aggressive way of defiance they both slammed their doors shut. The rest of the evening went smoothly. Dinner went on without a soundfrom either of the twins. And they were both sent back to their roomsright after dinner; not knowing their punishment. They both slowly went back to their rooms. Darian state, "This sucks.How can we get punished for something so trivial?" You should be punished. James got the tights on one foot, and then the other, and smoothed themover my lower legs. The tights really accentuated the color of my skin,and smoothed my legs out. They were a great color, and really matched mydark arms. James got the tights up over my panties, but you could stillsee my beige undewear through the tights."Very nice," I said disinterestedly and lackidasically.James next had me step into a blue-halter cocktail dress, with a longskirt. As miserable as I was feeling, I.