Slip o' the tongue

"My sister." Meg burst out laughing as Jess didn't miss a beat in answering, and need got a giggle fit bad enough that she bit Jack on his pec to hold it off. Eventually it let down though and she wiped her eyes. "That's really good shit... Um...I love to dance. I mean Meg loves it, too, but it's one of those things that gets my motor running, you know?" She grinned as Meg answered next, fighting giggle aftershocks. "Reading something new. Fiction or not, something that's really well written is an adventure all on its own."

Jack jumped as Meg nibbled on his chest, his cock finding it as an excuse to jump in his shorts.... enough tht he realized that the was getting a full blown hard on with the girls pressed up against him. "He smacked her on the butt playfully, but enough that it sounded more, "Hey now!" he laughed, "Be careful with those fangs!"

He wasn't sure what she meant at first about "My sister," assuming she'd simply misspoke. "Well you both dance very well, so please do it all you like!" he told Jess. Turning to Meg, "Do you like science fiction? I have some OLD leather bound editions of Edgar Rice Burrows if you'd like?"

As tho with a mind of their own, his hands were lightly stroking their shoulders, back and even to their heads. He was enjoying this time with the girls.

"Ok, so... Jess, your turn to ask."