Clarissa practically squeeled as she felt Johnny's rough hands grab her rear. The way he moved his hand away only to give her a smack left her wanting more. She huffed and moaned wildly at the treatment she was getting. It was rough. It was wild. She was nothing more than something for Johnny to use as he wanted. And then.... she felt Sammie's lips carress and nurse her breasts. His arms wrapping around her like a blanket and keeping her close to him. It was sensual. It was precious. She was being worshipped by the person who loved her the most in the whole world.<br/><br/>The combination of those wildly different methods of pleasure was magic. The silent and rough treatment from the man she was riding and the cute whispers and soft treatment from her twin blended together to drive her to the edge. She was so close. Just a little bit more, she kept on thinking. Just a little bit more.<br/><br/>She looked down at both Johnny and Sammie with those big pleading eyes of her, taking her one hair to gently nuzzle and carress Sammie's hair.