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He then added, “I guess we have two virgin men, Hahahha.” Cooper frowned, seeing how his twin brother was now on his case. “Maybe just one,” Cooper said. Gerald and Curtis were shocked. Cooper didn’t understand the reason for their shocked expressions. “What? She’s my fiancé and Gerald, I don’t know how you are able to hold it in.” Being together again like this, the twins and their best friend never hide anything from each other. “We’ve done other stuff but I just want the main thing to be on our honeymoon night.”

Thick semen began to pump into his twin as she gasped beneath him. "Oh god yes, that feels so wonderful," she moaned as she felt her brother emptying into her. "That's so hot, sweetie, that's it," Sarah was saying, over and over. Mike continued to thrust roughly into his twin, coming for about fifteen seconds before finally extracting himself from her. The siblings extracted themselves from the awkward position they'd been in and collapsed onto the sheets. "I'll just retire for right now. I don't think you can top that."

“Madonna mia. Look at you. You’re huge.” Emilia swatted her arm, laughing. “It’s been a month! What did you expect?” “Twins or not, you look like you’ve swallowed a melon,” Isadora teased, but her voice was soft with awe. She rested a hand gently over Emilia’s stomach. “They’re really in there. Alive. I can’t believe it.” “They’re fighters,” Emilia whispered, her hand covering Isadora’s. “Just like us.” Their laughter dissolved into another tight hug, the kind only twins could share—the kind that stitched together every wound, every scar.

"She looked like she was about to interrogate you on hot coals! But I'm curious, did you seriously think we were the same person?" I blinked again, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. "Well, I… didn’t exactly expect there to be two of you…" I mumbled, barely audible but the twins exchanged a glance, their expressions perfectly synchronized in their amusement. Fynn let out another chuckle, and Kai shook his head slightly, though I could see the humor in his eyes. "Don't take his words too seriously. Of course, it's understandable. We get that a lot." "Yeah, but usually not in situations where someone is kissing one of us and confusing it with the other," Fynn added, his grin widening.

Are you so insecure with your twin that now that she’s dead, you want to replace her so badly? Haha! I really knew this day would come when Yvette would act like a bitch hiding in sheep's clothing, trying to campaign for women's empowerment, but marry her twin’s husband. Walk the talk. Your brand was supposed to become the voice of the woman who’s been tormented by men, and yet you married the husband of your twin.

“You’re still trending, babe. Look... #ThatScottishBitch is up to number three.” I leaned back, sipping my champagne. “Has a nice ring tae it, doesn’t it?” That’s when I felt it, the prickle of eyes on me. The hair on the back of my neck stood at attention immediately. I turned my head just enough to spy them. Two very HOT men at the far end of the lounge. Tall. Broad shoulders. Dark hair. Delicious facial hair. Matching smirks that looked carved from sin. Identical. Twins. The pair of them were built like tree trunks. One caught my gaze and lifted his glass in a lazy toast. I looked away first. Always leave them guessing. Cat noticed immediately. “Who are they?”

Kenny said. I screamed. I threw punches and kicks at him, not caring where they landed. I wanted to end everything. I hated Kenny. I hated myself even more. Last night, I already knew it wasn’t Kenny, yet I still let him touch me. Worse, I enjoyed every second of it. And now the ugly truth stood before me. Kenny had been sharing me with his twin brother; a twisted pact they had sworn to each other while growing up. To him, I was nothing more than part of their sick game.

Even all the employees of our company know that we are now going to get married in the future and has congratulated us . Anaya and Andrew also likes to hang out with us. Most of the times wet to see the lovey- dovey couple Anaya and Andrew who don't shy away from expressing their love for each other. Looking at them feels like as if they have always longed for each other and the time they were apart has brought them even more closer.

The other twin coated his fingers with oil from a small vial on the table and began to massage it into her tight rear opening with meticulous, patient circles. "We will fill you," they said together, their voices merging into one haunting sound. "Completely." The twin at her front pushed inside first. After Goran, the stretch was familiar but no less intense. He sank into her with a slow, controlled glide, sheathing himself fully in her wet heat with a soft sigh. As he began a gentle rocking motion inside her, the twin at her back pressed the head of his oil-slicked cock against her other entrance. "Relax for me," he coaxed, his voice hypnotic. "This is a gift we give only to the most deserv

“Thea! Don’t look now, but those two guys at the bar have been staring at you for the last ten minutes. Like, intensely.” Thea’s gaze flicked across the space. There they were, two identical men, tall, broad-shouldered, with sharp jawlines and dark, tousled hair. Even from a distance, their identical features were striking. They raised their glasses in a silent toast, smirks playing on their lips. Thea giggled, heat already blooming low in her belly. “Twins. They are so cute. That's dangerous.” Her other friend, Lena, whispered back. “Which one will you pick?” she asked.