1.22 CAROLINE

Hours later, after countless amounts of orgasms shared between us and breakfast in bed, the twins finally decide to give me a tour of their house.

Of our house.

"As you can see, this is our foyer. Nothing special. But we will be putting a giant framed photo from our wedding put where that mirror is."

Antonio points at the mirror in question. He's not wearing a shirt, just a pair of grey sweats that does absolutely nothing to hide the thick imprint of his hard cock.

He opens the door to the left and gestures for me to enter.

"This is the garage. That's Nick's car." He points to a black jaguar. "And that's mine." He points to a white one. "We'll make time this month to take you to pick out a car of your choice." There is a spot in the middle of the two cars, obviously for a third car.

"I already have a car."

I follow behind as he exits and goes to the room directly across from us. "Having a second car is never a bad choice. Besides, we already told you we want to spoil you."