Rokuro's body spoke more of his appreciation than his hot quite breaths.  Muscles bulged and rippled from his neck to his calves.  He tangled a hand in the hair of the girl ministering oh so sweetly to his manhood, stroking encouragingly.  The other massaged her sister's bottom, intrigued, and as she rose up his body, he sought to slip his hand between her legs from behind.<br/><br/>Grunting at her words, then laughing, Rokuro leaned down to taste her lips.  "Don't fear, little one," he breathed over them, "You'll both leave me quite satisfied."<br/><br/>To emphasize his words, he stroked more firmly on the silent twins hair, catching her head so she'd be hard pressed to escape without forcing her down on him or tugging on her hair.<br/><br/>Not that he wasn't prepared to do these things...