Man, were they hot. Both were over 6 feet with absolutely amazing bodies. And both wore really small speedos, the ones with sides about an inch wide. ...One black, one red. One of them had really tanned/olive skin, a real mediteranean look. The other also a great tan. Looked like both shaved their bodies. I noticed a lot of people staring at them they were so hot.After a few minutes one of them said hi to me and we started to chat. I couldn’t stop looking at their bodies, especially the bulge in. I got an instant hard-on.I saw my brother he was ready to jump on my mother’s boobs. I was trying hard to hide my erection and my mom began to remove her saree. She was wearing a blue blouse. Near her nipple, it was wet with the milk leaking. We both lost our mind and started sucking on those tits above her blouse.My mom said, “It’s not comfortable on the sofa. Let’s go to the bedroom.” We went to the bedroom and was waiting for mom to come. She came without her saree into the bedroom and laid. It threatened to snow, but wasn’t cold enough to deliver on that threat. Instead, it rained with a savagery that made one huddle in the house with a feeling of thanks for having a house. Glen walked quickly from the woodshop to the house, trying to keep from getting overly wet.The twins greeted him with open arms. Both were wearing his shirts and nothing underneath. He couldn’t help himself as he tried to peek down the front at breasts barely covered. They laughed when they noticed where his. “I would presume so. Though a wooden box like this really isn’t secure to begin with. Someone could just take a hammer to it and get it open.”My brow furrowed as I considered that, realizing she was right. Maybe my parents just didn’t want bank personnel to get curious and peek inside, since obviously damaging the chest would be a huge ‘no-no’ for them.Once the lady finished the transfer of the few hundred dollars, she handed me yet another receipt slip, and asked if we needed anything else. I.