Kyle hadn't handled the news well, and that's when she stomped off.I had to help my bro. Thinking quick, I said, "Kyle, I'm sorry bro, but I heard fro... some on the team that Stacy's been fucking around on you. I didn't say anything before because I didn't have proof, but you gotta get the baby tested to see if it's yours before you do anything."Kyle was fucking pissed and did just that. One test later and he was cleared. Stacy left school within a few weeks and never came back, which was fine. One Saturday night, however, she got drunk too much n started dancing on the floor to DJ s tunes. She used to generally sit quietly and drink but today she was dancing. I let her enjoy on the dance floor since she was depressed since many days now. She was in a denim skirt that barely rode up to her knees. To describe her, she would be like vidya Balan , short about 5 ‘ 2 in height with a structure of 34-30-36 with the right amount of flesh and curves. She was wearing a sleeveless yellow top. Are you packed already?The twins had always been close and very competitive. They weren’t shy around each other. They would fight over anything just to be a winner. They even wrestled from time to time. She knew his tickle spots, and he knew hers. “I finished an hour ago,” Janie teased, “What the fuck is taking you so long?”“I just got started,” Jamie replied, “And since your not naked, get the fuck out, so I can finish,”Janie pulled her tee shirt up, revealing her small tits with a wink and. ” She went to her knees before me and somehow managed to slip Jolly Roger all-the-way in, without a pause. How could she do that? Not complaining, mind you, but this was completely outside my experience.She took her mouth off for a minute to explain. “It only takes a little practice, Gramps. The boys we trained on weren’t as big as you and couldn’t last as long as you do, but they helped us overcome the gag reflex that limits most women.” Then she gave me one more example, complete with hum..