The girls and I had a great time with Tristan and Rachel out of the way. I obeyed their every command, including posting our stories on an incest website with photos of me pleasing both girls. Our faces weren’t visible, just my hand and dick and their pussies, that was something I insisted on and they agreed to, albeit reluctantly.
The night we had alone, I did just what they asked me to do. Each girl was in her own bed and I snuck into their room. I did Sophie first, pulling her blanket off of her and admiring the tight t-shirt and tiny shorts she was sleeping in. The moonlight filtered over her and cast her in just the most beautiful glow. Her nipples were clearly hard as the tight, thin fabric left very little to the imagination.
A wet spot was visible at the center of Sophie’s shorts and I smiled as I lifted her arms up above her head and very slowly began to lift her shirt up, exposing her tummy to the cool night air, then the swell of her breasts, which I kissed gently then the shirt was up over her breasts and that was as far as I needed to get it. I didn’t need her naked, just exposed.