A hand went to my balls, caressing them ever so gently and while a pair of lips went along the length of my shaft and engulfed one of my balls in its ...mouth. A warm sensation paraded through my body.This is the shit, I thought. Gone was the sheer exhaustion that had bathed my body as I had walked in the door. Now I was primed and ready for action. I so terribly wanted to run my hands over these two bodies and explore their breasts, nipples, stomachs, asses, pussies, the whole nine yards. But I. His second gentle thrust brought only delight.With the third stroke, he was well inside, filling her, immense, but gorgeously hot and her own juices ran once more, as she felt him push on further, and her eager cunt sent out its own welcome messages. With one more stroke she felt him strike against her cervix, and although that sensation was terrific for her, she was wondering what would he do now?What he did was pull back, hold it, which tantalised her walls into contorting and heaving at this. "I remembered my dad's predictions about the data-business, and suddenly I felt very daring. "If I could provide you with an office, sufficient pay for you three for, say 5 or 6 months, could you come up with something good?" God, that would be wonderful. I'm sure we would have something to sell within 3 or 4 months. What do you have in mind?" Let's say we start a small business. I provide the money for 6 months, you three provide the work, and we own the business on a 50-50 basis." If you'd be. It seemed Missy was right, and Michelle was already asleep. There was no light coming from under her door. Cris thought about how different Missy and Michelle were. Twins, they were identical in appearance, and different in almost every other way, except for their shared vow of chastity. Michelle was outgoing and flirty, in contrast to Missy’s quiet demeanor. He chuckled to himself as he thought how Michelle would have crashed thru the door yelling if she had been in Missy’s place. Maybe that.