.. okay, I get it, Mom, be civil ... Daddy, don’t rise to the bait, please,” Amanda spoke up, “anyway, who are these ladies? I’ve met Eddie, a...nd his buddies, after all. Yeah, Tyrone and Tyrell, twin brothers who give all of us twins a bad name, and Ab ... whatever he’s called. I don’t feel like trying to pronounce it, do you? A couple of others. I think that I should meet the men and women in your life, Daddy.”“Same here. Who’s the blondie?” Amber asked me now.“Ashley, these are my twin. Another thrust and he had penetrated deeper still.Oh Jesus! His cock felt so big; huge; bigger than I had ever imagined; stretching me so, so tightly.Johnny pressed himself into me forcefully. I tensed and closed my eyes, expecting my hymen to stop him, for him to have to force his way through, tearing my membrane. I waited for the terrible pain of a girl’s first time that I had read so much about.It didn’t happen. Whether I had never had a hymen or whether all my tomboy activities had already. But I couldn't have hidden a toothpick in the outfit I was wearing. It was a nice outfit, an attractive blouse with a bra that lifted and flattered my not very large breasts combined with a skirt that was cut at my knees but with a generous slit up the side. It wasn't made for weapon concealment though. And why was I wearing very cute, but extremely impractical high heeled sandals? And why was I standing here contemplating my clothing when two humans were being menaced by a quartet of rough. .. “Ok, but...” Liz looked up to see the teen already moving away.Thomas Clarkson looked down at his phone. It was from his friend, Robert Penderhorn. It was a picture of a Robert and some milf, showcasing her big tits and cute face, “Tonight.”Robert opened the door shortly after seven, “Welcome! Welcome! Come on in!”Liz was clearly impressed. This was not a home. It was a mansion. Walking into the living room, they spotted a teen playing video games, “Dude! Where’d you go! I’m getting killed.