Clarissa pushed down harder on the cock as she heard that first honest, deep moan emit from Johnny. Was the moan for her? Or perhaps for Sam? Or maybe even them both. The last option seemed the most enjoyable in her mind as she pictured both of them next to Johnny in a post coutous haze. She continued her motions as she reached her hands up to Johnny's chest, looking for something to grab or hold.<br/><br/>Sam's cute moans also flowed into the air like velvet, encouraging her to keep up, working her tounge around Johnny's shaft faster. The sounds of her twin enjoying himself was practically unbearable. She desperately wanted to look up at him and see his joy, but the hand in her hair urged and commanded her to stay. So her only option to see Sam enjoy himself came if she managed to do her job well enough for Johnny to allow her to.<br/><br/>As she worked the shaft, she could feel her own lust rise again from the dormant state it had been in since her last orgasm, making her drip slowly onto the carpet once more.