My cock grew even more and she felt as it rubbed on her thigh. Almost normal. Cartoon sex And we stood out. My sister raised her lips to my ear and breathed softly, “She scratched you up pretty good.” It was Margo, not Heather holding me, and she was kissing the scratches her twin left during her last orgasm. I turned around in her arms and looked into sparkling green eyes, “You think you can do the same?”
Margo stepped back, “Not right now, I’m famished. I led the twin to my room where she stood still for me while I pulled her top and shorts off. How fucking boring could life be? The girls laughed easily as they compared orgasms then agreed that from that day on the four of us would be sex partners until the vacation was done.
