Pt 5

The family fun-time in the bath was exactly what everyone had needed! Under their mother’s instruction, the twins had both proved themselves remarkably adept at blow-jobs and their dad had very much enjoyed putting his fingers to good use, showing the girls just how much pleasure their cute young bodies could generate and teasing them about how much fun the spits were going to be, passing through the same hole! Once the soap was rinsed off, the four had engaged in something of a round-robin where each parent took it in turns pleasuring and being pleasured by one of the girls before swapping, after which the husband and wife had a little fun together while the girls practised their tongue and finger skills on each other before the four of them ended up in a what would have looked to anyone walking into the room as a writhing mass of slippery wet flesh in the fortunately large bath tub.

Once everyone was satisfied and the tension released, Mr and Mrs Marshall realised it would now be necessary to wash the girls all over again! They got this done quickly this time, in a more business-like manner, much the same as when they had bathed them as toddlers.

“You did turn the camera off, right?” Mrs Marshall asked her husband as they each used a warm, fresh towel to dry a giggling twin.

“Yeah, don’t worry!” Mr Marshall laughed, concluding that Natasha was now dry and giving her a playful pat on the bottom to signify the end of the task. “I know they said they wanted to see everything that goes on today but I think I’d rather keep some things between us!” Hannah was now dry too and the two naked newly-nine year olds held hands and bounced excitedly in a circle.

“Come on!” Mrs Marshall chuckled, “We’d better get them ready before they make themselves all sweaty again! What do you think, girls?” They both stopped their wild dancing and turned to grin at her. “Are you ready to see what Dad set up for you? Or have you changed your mind and want to get dressed and go to Pizza Hut again?” By way of reply, both girls stuck out their tongues and blew raspberries at her.

“I think that’s your answer!” Mr Marshall chuckled. “Come on girls, let’s go see! I hope you like it! Oh, one thing,” a thought occurred to him, “don’t forget to grab your explorer hats! I think they’re in the kitchen.” The twins ran off down the stairs ahead of their parents, their perky round bottoms wiggling appealingly as they descended. Before waking them up, Mr Marshall had checked that all the curtains downstairs, including across the French Windows, were closed so the girls would not get a sneak preview before the big unveiling.

To say that the girls were waiting patiently by the patio doors when their parents joined them, looking extra cute clad in nothing but their explorer hats out from under which their chestnut curls tumbled, would be something of an overstatement as they were both bouncing on the spot looking like they might very well burst from excitement but at least they were not trying to pekk!

“Ready, girls?” Mr Marshall grinned, reaching behind the curtain to find the sliding door handle while his wife readied herself with the pull chord, “Ta-dah!” The girls gasped as the curtain was pulled back and the glass door opened at the same time. They dashed out onto the sand which was warm under their bare feet and looked at everything their loving father had prepared for them.

“So?” Mr Marshall asked, slightly nervously. “Is it what you hoped for? Do you like it?”

“Oh Daddy!” Both girls flung themselves on his and practically drowned him in hugs. “It’s even better! We love it! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!”

“Well that’s a relief!” He grinned, kissing them both on the forehead and patting their cute little behinds again. “Come on, I’ll show you around!”