They are so insistent.

You snake your hand to the nipple clamp of Vishna. You slowly tug, the chain pulls taught. Just as taught as their, hymen entranced and vice-like cunts.

They both close their eyes and open their mouths. As if begging for something to be placed within. They pant as a drop of their excitement runs down their long perfectly curved thighs.

Your other hand grabbed Vanisha's peach-like tush.
You raise your hand, and slap it!
The twins' dark nipples and breasts smooch together, sending electricity through them. The sisters start kissing. They twine their long slender arms, and press each others' buttocks together. They take turns sucking each others tongues, giving you a sly sideways glance, as you watch them run their lips along their long tongues.

'They will be very talented little cocksuckers, indeed.'

They pause for a moment. Looking up at you innocently.

"Would you like to own us for a week?" They say together.

"We are both flexible."

"The Karma Sutra taught us many things."

"We love to practice yoga together. Oiled" They purred in unison.