Bill soon let me know that it was time to stop jacking him with my hands. He gently touched the back of my head and lowered his ass back onto the couc...h. Smaller jets of hot sperm continued to erupt from his twitching cock. I counted seven, eight, nine shots of cum (at least!). At the same time, his hands on the back of my head were gently insisting that his orgasm be finished inside my mouth. The smell of his cum was in the air, and the fantastic feel of his super-hot liquid ran down my face.. .”“To cum like the slut-sister she is?” my twin purred, her fingers rubbing harder and harder on my clit.“Yes!” My pussy clenched.She jammed her fingers deep into my cunt, pushing the butt plug hard into my rectum. I gasped at the sudden intrusion. The silky plunge of her fingers into my juicy snatch had me shivering. I trembled, my heart pounding in my chest. I groaned, my eyes squeezing shut, the pleasure rippling through my body.My holes squeezed down on the sex toy and her fingers. The dual. And I swear Icould feel the heat of her pussy. If we wereinseparable earlier we were even more inseparable nowas we danced through song after song. I could hearCharlotte breathing in my ear. After about five songs someone slipped in “We Don’tHave Take Our Clothes Off” by Jermaine Stewart but thelights stayed low. Charlotte chuckled hoarsely in myear. “You know, this is giving me ideas,” shewhispered, sliding a hand down to my butt a squeezingit. I raised an. “I should warn you, I am very competitive.”This time, she quickly found what she was looking for; a length of chain with a metal clamp attached to each end, something I recognized from some of the sites I’d visited in the past month or so. Nipple clamps. A shudder went through me, having little doubt about her intentions, recalling all the times she’d twisted, pulled, and bit my tender nipples and how exquisitely painful it had been.She held them up to me, giving me a good, long look, lecturing.