Only the twins and I now remained. Without taking the time to tell the twins what I was up to, I began to strip. Part of me dreaded seeing the twins again, but the rest of me could not wait for the intense fantasy I was convinced would accompany the reunion. The twins continued riding me until the final wave oozed out of me. But they were about to discover out just how serious I was. More soon followed as she started pounding me. ***
Have you ever had one of those fantasies? As soon as the door was closed, the twins made their way around the desk—I have no clue why personal trainers needed desks, but I was too busy staring at the beautiful sisters to care—and took a seat. When our lips finally parted, I inhaled deeply, but a few seconds of repose was all I was awarded.
