She had come in from the garden, opened her shopping, and sat back for a moment. Her eyes must have closed and sleep had taken her. Something was wron...g though. she was being watched she sensed. A shadow by the still open door outside resolved itself to a male figure she didn't recognise. He was turned slightly away, as if he had just done so and seemed to be silently busy with his hands. She looked closer and realised he had his cock in hand and was trying desperately to get his fully engorged. "Oh my god" I thought to myself.Julia’s arm was wrapped around my neck and I felt her lift her hand. Her hand started going down my chest and eventually it reached my crotch. She started rubbing my dick through my shorts. I’m rock fucking hard.“Your cock feels so nice” she said.“It’s big and thick” she continued.I do admit that my cock is pretty decent, but from all the porn I was watching, I convinced myself it was just average. But Julia liked it. It was still night time and dark. Suddenly. .. hazardous. The label should also read, ‘Pussy is linked to insanity, heart attacks and depression. Pussy kills.’ That’s what it should fucking say. Shit, they do it with cigarettes. Not that we stupid bastards would swear off fucking as a nasty habit. You think they could make a patch to keep us from fucking pussy?”While I was pretty much in agreement with Bill’s assessment of the vagina, I still thought there was at least one or two out there without teeth. That brought to mind the vision. Melody signaled for me to leave. I went back upstairs and waited.About half an hour later I heard voices and footsteps coming up the stairs. When the sisters walked into the room I wasn't surprised at all that they were both naked. They were holding hands looking at me with smiles that told me all was well in the world. They sat down on the mattress next to me and Kathi asked, "Peter, do you want to smoke a little pot too? Melody and I are totally baked." The sisters laughed. Melody held.