"Yeah, sounds like a plan. Did he suggest anything else?"That giggle again. "Uh, yeah. He said that he was cool with you listening in last night when ...e, you know, were, uh, busy and he suggested that maybe instead of just listening that maybe you might like to look."WTF! 'Look', look at what?"Uh, what did he mean? How's that gonna happen?" Oh, he's got it all figured out. He says that I can set my Laptop up for a Skype call with you and if you do the same we will be able to see each other, you. My arms started to ache, complaining that I was putting all my weight on them and the bomb to keep my feet out of the muck. The only sound that came was the gurgle of stomach acid and the faint sussurations of silt sand sand passing along the sandworm’s skin.Deet. Deet. Deet.“So, what’s your idea?” she asked.“I, uh ... I’m thinking.”Psychic powers were no go. Ali couldn’t get out of her restraints. We were in a stomach. The stomach acid was getting higher. Slowly, a memory echoed into my mind.. Stacy's is the same way, and we both like it, but we hate it too. And Stacy, she's my twin and all that, except my eyes are bluish green, while hers are more greenish blue. I have a mole too, like right on the side of my left breast, Stacy doesn't. She has a scar on the back of her left knee, from when she fell off her bike and the pedal cut her. It's small and hard to see, but believe me it's there. We have the same size body though, same perky tits and small waists and narrow hips. We both. Rachael's train of thoughts were broken when she saw Michael moving towards her with his erect cock.He climbed onto the piano with his giant cock in his hand and spread her legs.He rubbed it along her moist vaginal lips before slowly pushing inside her.She was so tight Michael felt as if someone has gripped his cock tightly with both hands but he kept on pushing it."AHHHH...AHHHH....AHHHH"Rachael groaned in between her deep breathes.She could feel her insides tearing apart by his massive tool.