She swallowed more, letting it slide in and out, sucking her cheeks around the fat cockhead.Her hands pulled. His balls and his straining prickshaft w...re yanked and rubbed. She fed her mouth more cock. Faster. And her hands squeezed.Starr noticed a taste that wasn't there before. She realized that it must be the taste of her pussy. It was nice. She looked up at her father while her mouth moved up and down on his cock. It seemed even bigger than before. It was pulsing harder too, she noticed.. “Dante is on line three and he’s in his usual mood,” I said.She smiled, “I got this. Don’t worry. I’ll have him eating out of the palm of my hand in less than two minutes.”She was right. I’d heard her on support calls, and she had a knack for calming down even the most upset callers.“Just make sure you teach Cassie how to do that, too!” I grinned.She nodded and picked up the phone and I went back to my office. I’d just started working again when Tasha came to the door and asked if I had time to. I heard one get up and then they traded a wash cloth and then it was quiet for a while. In the morning the sun came through the blinds on day three and the twin facing me opened her eyes and smiled. She was wearing a t-shirt that went to her thighs. We had tossed the sheets off in the night. The other one was wearing panties but no top. I noticed they were looking at me. Morning wood I explained. Gets hard like this most mornings. I looked at the closest twin''s mussed up hair and. I had no idea she was this flexible and found myself checking out her firm buttocks. She was bent completely over in front me grabbing her ankles. It was like she wanted me to look at her ass. I could faintly see the outline of her pussy in the snug fitting black cotton shorts she had on. It made me think back again to the foggy memory I had from the night before where we masturbated in front of each other. Did it really happen or was I tripping so hard I imagined it?"So... Last night was.