Anna had made herself comfortable lying back on the cushions on her parents’ bed while browsing porn with one hand. My wife dropped a few indiscreet hints to the kids about “wait until your birthday” and “don’t go hunting around in your parents room.”
Of course we knew that would get their curiosity racing and that was the very thing that would make those smart kids go to the very place we wanted them to. Indian hot sex … We surely don’t want that do we?”
Of course I knew she was right. But which of the twins was it? Someone had been looking in our porn drawer. As he flicked though the pages, his face was aglow. He paused, then picked up a magazine. “oooh poor Daddy! Once the twins were asleep and we knew we would not be disturbed, we sat down in front of the PC and played back the tapes so we could see what had happened in the bedroom while we had been out. She gripped the waistband of her tennis skirt with one hand while the fingers of the other slid alternately across her clit and into her bare wet pussy, juices flowing all over her pussy and over her fingers. Just like their mum and dad.
