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  • “We are late.” At first I had no idea what she was talking and then I realized Teen what she was talking about. “Are you sure?” “Of course I’m fucking sure,” Diana was in tears, “What are we going to do?” “Nothing we can do is in here.” I couldn’t think as I was in a complete shock. No way we have missed the after lunch teachers’ meeting. The next three minutes of cleaning ourselves we argued and pretty much hated each other for getting ourselves into that mess. The mess of infidelity and probably getting fired. Those three minutes were torture to me. Many scenarios went through my head, none with a pleasant ending. Cleaning ourselves and wearing our clothes in three minutes which truly seemed like an eternity we heard a familiar voice calling our names. “Diana and John we both know you are in there,” Mr. Kioko’s voice came outside the door, “Your presence is required in the big Man’s office.” I knew what it meant to me and I knew what it meant to Diana too. It was the beginning of our problems and possibly the end of my new found relationship with Diana, our Jobs and maybe our marriages. All of these predicaments were because of a hunch that Diana had it in her (sluttish gene). Fuck the hunch in the first place. Fuck the big man and his dogs. Fuck Mr. Kioko for not addressing Diana and I as a Mrs. and Mr. Fuck his arrogance. And if I was going down then it will be without a fucking fight. We were bored, it was raining, cold and gray outside and it was too early to get out with our friends, so my twin brother and I were roaming around the house poking and snooping in places we normally didn’t. We started in a junked-up storage closet and pulled out long forgotten toys and memories. As we reminisced about our days as children we laughed and teased and told stories of things we did or happened to us. We moved from the junk closet to our parent’s room and spent some time looking into drawers and closets for secrets or hidden treasure, but their room was not very interesting. The only thing we found was Old+Young mom’s rechargeable sex toy, but we had seen that before, so we weren’t surprised or shocked. Lium turned it on and chased me around trying to massage poke me in the ribs with it but I dodged and darted away laughing and squealing when it touched me somewhere. My brother caught me by an arm and forced me to the bed hardcore and while I fought to get up he slammed that thing between my legs. I had jeans on, so it didn’t touch me directly and I smacked it away in a hurry while korean cussing at him “Don’t do that you goddamn fuck, that’s mom’s and I don’t even want to think what she and dad do with it.” She blushed, put her head down then looked up at me biting her lower lip. She knew this dare was within the rules so she slowly took off her tight tank top revealing a small silky white bra that matched her thong. “Mark? Now I am really looking forward massage to sucking him off and swallowing his cum in return.” Like most islanders, Old+Young his skin was a dark African black and his features korean were very African with a broad flat nose and hardcore broad lips. “Oh my God!” I exclaimed after seeing the picture and reading the invitation. They'd alternate between his ass and mouth. Tina was still in pain, but it felt good to be able to walk without the pulling and stretching of her pussy lips. Margo became quite a learned submissive in Tom's lifestyle. He seemed to be enjoying her attempt as well, slowly hardening into his full length. I almost wrecked when I Teen came."