Paul was staggered by Graham's easy amorality. His lust was keeping him from doing anything but pacing and watching. Ann was easing herself down on her back on the couch, drawing Jill with her. Ann's body was squashed under Jill's softer one. Their thighs interlaced, they were squirming their p*****s vigorously against each other.
"Maybe I'll buy Ann a dildo," Graham mused. "One of those double-ended jobs so two women can make it. Bet she'd like a vibrator, too."
"Up the ass," Paul suggested absently, remembering the touch of the twins' buzzing tool against his anus.
The tangle on the couch was a twisting, squirming mass. Hands were probing between Jill's gently rounded belly and Ann's flat one. Fingers entered hot nests. Ann's slender hips twisted and squirmed on the couch, while Jill'
