"I just learned the girls have been enrolled in St. Tatiana's," I said.
"Oh." She sounded tight with fear. "And?"
"And I'm fine with it." I smiled. "More than fine with it. I'm going to talk to the school about arranging a special internship to help them advance here at my work."
My two daughters beamed at me as my wife said, "Oh, that's good. Um, I have to go. I'm so close to finishing up here."
"Sure, sure," I said and hung up. "Well, girls, sluts suck dirty d***s clean, right?"
They both squealed and raced around the desk. Yes, yes, I would give them special mentoring and make sure they excelled.
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When Mrs. Holiday hangs up the phone, she's so relieved her husband is fine with it. She's even more happy because she's about to c*m on Daddy's d**k. If her twins are distracting
