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Chapter 71 by fizzbang3 fizzbang3

Are they bad girls?

In a very good way

Jack's breathing was not dissimilar to theirs, deep, yet panting like. His eyes told a story of not just surprise or shock at what he'd been witnessing, but burning lust.

"Girls... I... don't how how to put it other than," he paused trying to form the words. "You two are smart enough to know that there are very different ways to interpret the term 'bad'. So, being a bad girl, in my opinion is a very... very... GOOD thing." he laid his head back, closed his eyes and relished in the feeling of their hands, even through his clothes, on his cock and balls.

They smiled, but their smiled didn't hold joy so much as profound relief, gratitude, and a mild tinge of embarrassment. "We've never let anyone see"we didn't mean to get caught"we thought mom was going to have a stroke"dad looked like he might explode"we don't want to be any trouble but"if you like watching we..."we don't know why feels so important but..." They glanced at each other, taking deep breaths they looked at him, "we trust you."

There was no amusement or mockery in their tones of faces for the whole thing. Whatever they were upset about, whatever harm they'd had, they were, if not ashamed, certainly concerned about how he'd react. It also looked like they assumed he knew what they were talking about.

They talked among themselves, the strange language that was... Not like Russian, more like Hebrew, perhaps, but with no recognizable syllables and a different syntax. Only a few words, conferring and confirming what they knew. "Yes We do. We don't know why. We've never wanted anyone to see before."We always knew that one day we'd have to share a husband."But we've always been happy just us."But with you..." They turned their heads, just enough to kiss his chest, and didn't look up, their eyes closed, lips against his skin almost as though in prayer. He could feel their breath on his chest, out of time with one another, but definitely not asleep. Waiting, perhaps. Waiting for him. Their hands never left his shaft, buy for the first time, they were perfectly still.

What does Jack do?

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