There were lots of “ooh” and “ahhs” and giggling – typical of a bunch of little girls.Vera and Mandy’s dresses were yellow; Lucy and Antoi...nette’s purple, Wilhelmina’s was pink and Beatrice’s light blue. Hers was the most elaborate outfit: after all, she was the birthday girl.When everyone was ready – it was now getting close to eight – the four went into the loungeroom and turned off the lights.Now it was a waiting game.******When Beatrice got home, she was in a foul mood. It had been a long. Determined not to give in to lust, I said I would be there in an hour. "Wonderful," she said, "I'll have something ready."I rang her doorbell, and she met me at the door dressed in a very tight and low-cut white sleeveless sweater, equally tight pink stretch pants, and a pair of white high heels. She gave me careful hug, and I felt her large firm breasts push against my chest. "Long time, no see," she laughed, "You look fine." I had quit wearing the wrap, but had my left arm in a sling for. And that's how I spent my 18th birthday!"Holy shit!" Sophia exclaimed before she could stop herself. She stared hard at the computer screen in awe. How in the world could she post her story now? There was simply no way that what she had experienced the other night with Amelia and Estelle could compete with that. She was actually soaking wet just from being so involved with the story, without ever having touched herself.Sophia considered embellishing her first post to make it more incredible.. Soon they had him naked from the waist up and them sitting naked on a leg each, with their backs to his chest.“Sister, it is as I expected. I always remembered his touch to be one which I desired, just as you now feel. I believe our memories are of the touch of another which we tied to our father,” she explained. “I have no unsatisfied need to seek out his touch, but do find it peaceful, at least in the way in which I interpret peaceful to feel.”The other twin said, “Father, Darren is one in a.