Johnny grinned at the cute way Sammie concurred with his words. It seemed like the ache he guessed Sam was feeling was really pushing his brain out of the equation. Johnny liked the desperation, and he enjoyed the way Clarissa responded. He quietly let them continue, keeping his hands as a presence without stopping Clarissa moving to help her twin. As she did so, though, Johnny made a point of moving himself slightly. Enough that the cock tip Sammie's breath had touched would sway and slide over the slut's lips, as if to serve as a reminder of who's cock belonged at the other's lips.<br/><br/>"Look at the begging slut. Help her out Clarissa" He encouraged as she moved to the tape, Johnny's eyes flitting between the two of them. He couldn't say he was sure where to look, glancing between the naughtiness in their eyes and the movements of Clarissa's hands and Sammie's desperately wiggling hips. Throughout he had a very distinctly confident smirk on his lips. He knew what was coming, and the more controlling part of Johnny was looking forward to teasing Sam. Proving that slutty little Sammie was what the other boy was born to be.<br/><br/>Johnny leaned in a little, watching the tape slide away to reveal... welll. What passed for a cock, he supposed. The smirk unmistakably widened as he looked down at Sammie. The hand on her slender shoulder moved, taking a place on Sammie's head to nudge him to look up at Johnny. Although really, right now, Johnny was struggling to see Sam as anything  other than a tiny, slutty girl. And he knew exactly what to say when he looked down at Samie. "Aww." He offered in response. Clarissa had just said it, and Johnny made a point of reinforcing the idea. Sam's cock was not impressive, or masculine. It was small, cute and if anything the reveal made him seem even more feminine. A blank mystery had been more of a threat to Johnny's command of the twins than this was. Illustrating the aw Johnny gently moved his hips again, making sure to touch the tip against Sammie's lips.