" I asked him to do what he did, and he made sure that it was what I wanted -- but then he stepped up to the plate..." He did it, then? He used you? H... took what he wanted?" Yes," I nodded. "He didn't go to extremes, but he pushed me. He wasn't pretending, either -- and toward the end he really got into it! I swallowed his cum and I felt so good -- like I'd truly accomplished something!" Okay," Sis replied, "That sounds good. That was it?" No, then he told me to come up and lie on his lap. I. I stood up and unbuttoned my jeans as he watched, taking them and my undies off my cock stood like a flag pole, as I moved closer to him he reached out and touched me, I thought I was going to orgasm.We stood looking at each other, his hand wanking me slowly as I ran my finger over him. He came closer to me and said “Kiss me”, as I leaned in and planted a peck on his lips, he grabbed me and shoved his tongue down my throat as he frantically snogged my face. After a few minutes he said “I need. "Yours," Carrie said automatically, her orgasm taking a step forward at the acknowledgment."That's right," Eric grunted, a drip of the sweat congregating on his forehead running down over the bridge of his nose. "You're my bitch." I'm your bitch," Carrie agreed."Damn right you are," Eric snarled, grabbing both of her legs and pushing them back towards her body, lifting her ass further off the couch and changing the angle of his thrusts slightly. "Gonna make you fucking come, that's what I'm. “Donnie, honey, will you please tell me what she is talking about?”Donnie had stopped bawling and was now successfully holding back her tears. “You can tell us apart, can’t you?”“Of course I can tell you apart. You’re as different as night and day. Well, maybe midnight and one AM. You’re different from each other, anyway. Why shouldn’t I be able to tell you apart?”Dee Dee said “No one can tell us apart. Momma can’t tell us apart. Daddy doesn’t have an inkling about which is which. People think.