Back to the cabin.

Haley and I stepped back into the room to find Emily lying on one of the beds breathing heavily with her long legs splayed apart and cum leaking from her reddened snatch. Bill was lying on the other bed with his limp dick on thigh.

"We should clean up and get ready for dinner," I suggested.

"You want to shower with me?" Haley smirked, winking at me.

"Sure... but I'm a bit worn out..." I replied, glancing down at my flaccid cock. As much as Bill and I wanted to have another go with the twins, we both had already cum countless times in the girls -- three times alone each just from their hotel to the resort -- so we needed some time to let our hips, cocks, and balls recover.

"It's okay, you should save your energy for all eight of us tonight!" she giggled and took me by the hand to lead me to the bathroom. Even though we weren't going to have sex again we did kiss and explored each other's bodies as the warm water splashed against us. When we finished, Bill and Haley had recovered from their tryst and took their turn to shower -- I could tell from the lack of grunting from either of them that they weren't having sex either.

The girls wore matching white bikinis with sheer chiffon maxi-skirt for dinner, which did little to cover their thong bikini bottoms or long, silky legs from the leers of the creepy old men hanging out in the lobby. Luckily they had Bill and me playing bodyguards and it wasn't until we got to the path along the beach that we were out of sight from other guests. Not surprisingly we talked about sex (at least between the four of us) -- Bill and I revealed about our attempts to get our wives pregnant, which was the reason we were at Sybaris. The girls admitted they came here not just to get laid but hopefully to hook up with some sugar daddies -- they weren't disappointed that we weren't the sugar daddies they were looking for since they had the best sex in a long time with us.

Haley and I slowed down a bit to talk privately among ourselves while her sister chatted with Bill.

"Do you mind if I ask about your fetish?" I asked, making sure Bill and Emily were out of earshot.

"Fetish?" she wondered.

"The thing about me knocking you up..."

"Oh that!" she giggled. "I do want to want to get pregnant... one day. You know, with a handsome husband living in the suburbs..."

"So you're sowing your oats for now?" I chuckled.

"You can say that," she smiled.

"What about Emily?" I asked.

"She rather get famous and be fucked by as many cocks as possible," she sighed. "Settling down with kids would put a damper on those plans."

I nodded and realized not everything was identical with the twins.

We continued to chat until we reached the cabin where the rest of the girls, dressed in summer dresses, were waiting for us.

"I'm glad you came!" my wife winked at me.

"Haley too!" I whispered in her ear. "Three times!"

"I hope you saved some for the rest of us after dinner!"

"Of course!" I grinned.