“Don’t worry about it hon” Trixie told her friend “just follow my lead and you’ll be okay. Men like to see two girls going all lesbian for s...me reason. Joan and I used to do this when we were burlesque dancers for special customers. I think it’s what gave her the idea to go into business for herself. If you don’t enjoy it, just pretend. They’ll never know the difference but I’ll do my best for you to enjoy it. Here wear this.”Trixie handed her a corset similar to the one she had on, the only. Even if the twins are my daughters they hate me. IF they are my daughters I have nowhere for them to stay with me.Damned if I know what to do if their not, I mean I've got fourteen years worth of emotional investment here. Lisa says they are not mine, and God help me, if she's wrong. God help me if she's right. Ok, God help me period.(Hey, God, are you listening here?)The cab pulled to a stop in front of my apartment as my cell phone began to ring. I looked at my phone and saw Beth's name. I. “Uhhhh,” she moaned. “H-h-h-how will you get me pregnant, now?”I smiled, grabbing for the spoon. “We’ll do it like you were a mare,” I said, placing it at the entrance of her pussy. She didn’t know what I meant by that, but the cold silver startled her. Slowly I pushed the spoon in, holding it tight in my fingers. As the head of the spoon had disappeared, I pushed further, my hand squeezing deeper and deeper into her sopping cunt, stretching and filling her deep and wide.She groaned, grunted,. She asked what direction they were supposed to sag in. I said nothing I just opened my mouth and pointed at it with my finger. Mom got a slutty smile and my sister screamed.As mom finished walking back to her room she looked at my sister and just hissed at her “call the police again and you go to jail” then motioned for me to follow her. I did exactly what I wanted to do, I followed mom. Now we were in her room, the door was shut and mom was functionally naked in front of me. She asked me if I.