When the mowing is done, Ford enjoys nothing more than retiring to the Vandenburgs’ lower garden with some barely legal erotica for an hour or two of tantric jerking off.

It’s all going so well. He’s stroking like a sumbitch, edging like a madman, his mind filled with images of ripe teen virgins offering up their cherries to lucky guys just like him. That’s when he discovers the twins spying on him from behind the hedge.

It’s not Katie and Peyton’s fault. They’re curious, naturally. Neither of them has ever been with a boy, and Ford can see exactly how excited they are from all the watching. Perhaps, he hazards, they’d like to give him a hand?

In return, he might give them a hand. And a finger, a tongue too, if they’re game. In the end, there’s nothing Ford wouldn’t give these lovely little princesses. And there’s nothing they’ll deny him.

Fresh for Twins is twice the teens for twice the fun, and the fun don’t stop till every cherry’s popped.

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