My cock dangled. Indian porn I also noticed that, with the twins’ eyes on me and with Tom bouncing around beside me, my cock was responding too. I went up to my room and phoned Tom. Advantage Paul. The lounge had a leather three-piece suite arranged around a glass-topped coffee table, a TV occupied one corner. I lost, deuce. “Tom.”
“A real life peeping Tom,” said the other twin. “Well, for a start your T-shirt is on inside out and back to front, I can see the label.”
Tom blushed, “It was just a silly game.”
“Maybe I can join in sometime,” Jenny smirked. Tom eased himself up, looked for a second then dropped back down and beckoned me urgently. “You can look now.”
We turned, both of us blushing hard. Both girls had put on robes and were standing facing us with their arms folded defensively across their chests. I swallowed hard, one more point and he’d be nude, two and my dignity would be safe. “We want a good view.”
I stood next to Tom and we gave each other a sideways glance.
