She may have been giving me a way out, but I realised I didn’t want it. I wanted to comply with her. To please her.Self-consciously, I crossed the r...oom and bent over her lap as I was instructed. I put my hands on the floor and shuffled to make myself comfortable. I’m sorry to keep going on about them, but I was very aware of her legs. Like me, she had on black Mary Jane shoes – a school requirement. From my position, I could see her shapely calves. And if I angled slightly, I could see the tops. With a groan, he jerked. Allison sobbed harder."I ... love ... YOU!" she cried, and then another climax washed over her.Abigail watched in awe as her two lovers came together. They were a vision to behold, one that she would never tire of witnessing."We love you, too, Allison. We love you, too."Allison took a swig from her water bottle as she plopped down on the sofa to rest. She'd been unpacking all day with hardly a break. Jack and Abigail had taken the afternoon off to handle a couple of. I pulled them toward me, and brought their faces to mine. I was able to kiss them both, nudging them to make lip contact with each other as they did mine. We began to kiss with abandon, and I witnessed our hands going from body to body. The two ladies began to kiss each other, and their hands roamed each other's bodies. This was surreal, and heavenly.We finished rinsing off, and I toweled them off separately. I dried Valeria first, and Amelia was stroking Valeria's back while I used the towel. Their pussies have been waiting to get attention since they saw each other earlier that day. As twin sisters, they shared everything. Boyfriends and all. No matter what society says, they love to touch each other's bodies and taste each other. It was easy since they share a room and a bed. The first night, on their eighteenth birthday, they were both sleeping. Emileigh's hand had touched Ashleigh's thigh. As they slept, her hand had fallen right on her sister's pussy. Ashleigh had always been.