Head to bed (twins room - Becka)

From Torg Adventure

This day has utterly exhausted me and I decide it's a good time to call it a day. I wait diligently for a free bathroom. Finally I'm ready for bed. I head to the twins' room, it feels a little weird that this will be my bedroom for the next couple of weeks. When I get there I see that Megan is already in Kate's bed, but Becka doesn't look like she's made it to bed yet. I crawl into bed with Megan it's very cozy in Kate's twin size bed. Megan immediately snuggled up behind me spooning me. Almost as quickly her hand snakes around my front and into my boxers grabbing my cock.

"Baby, what are you doing? My sister could walk through that door at any moment."

"Don't worry, I ran into her in the hall. She told me she wouldn't heading to bed for awhile. I think she feels bad about invading our privacy."

"Oh.." I'm not convinced Becka is really so pure of heart, but before I can argue the point Meg slides below the covers and rolls me into my back and begins to trail kisses down my stomach. I know where this is going and blow jobs from my wife are normally so rare that I don't want to do anything to risk interrupting this. Sure enough within seconds Meg is tugging down my boxers and popping the head of my quickly hardening cock in her mouth. I watch the pink blanket of Kate's bed bounce up and down as Megan starts to bob on my lengthening shaft.

Just then the door to the room opens and I see Becka's silhouette in the light from the doorway. With the lighting Becka appears as only a black silhouette, but I see the distinct outline of a nipple, indicating that she's at the very least topless. As I'm taking this in and debating whether or not to stop Megan, Becka raises a finger to her lips telling me to stay quiet. I hesitate for a second, just then Megan decides to begin deepthroating me. I involuntarily close my eyes to enjoy the amazing feeling of my wife's throat around my cock. By the time I'm able to open my eyes again the door is closed and I can't see Becka anymore. I glance over at the other bed, but that portion of the room is so blanketed in shadows I can't tell if she's over there or not.

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