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When I was 14 one of my friends had a sleepover for him and his sister's birthday (they were twins) and me and a couple friends went over to his house, it was pretty much what you'd expect; food, sex talk, truth or dare - the usual, his sister did the same type of thing. After everyone was asleep I went to the bathroom and considered jerking off (I hadn't for a week) but decided not to. To getback to his room I had to go past his sister's room and for whatever reason I opened the door and looked in and they were all asleep; I don't know what came over me but I pulled my cock out and started slowly jerking off, I sped up and before I know it I was furiously masturbating to the sight of my best friend's twin sister laying half-naked in her bed. I creeped over to her bed and silently started stroking again, all my pent up hot cum shot out of my rock solid cock and went all over her face, some even went into her mouth.
I walked into my friend's room and saw that he had a hard on, which made me hard even though I just came, I shook him to check if he was awake and he wasn't, for the second time that night I was filled with a primal desire and jerked off again and came over HIS face, the next morning neither twin said anything about it, but I'm pretty sure they know.
My sister's pregnant and expecting twins. Twin girls to be exact. She was always kinda weird and that also reflects now on her name choice.. I won't tell them here now otherwise she might find out, but there are HORRENDOUS! Really.
Like a mix of different names. Terrible.
Anyway...... She wants me to be their godmother. I declined because I am really embarrassed of her for giving her baby girls those names and I want nothing to do with that.
Now, she does not talk to me anymore. Why can't she name their kids normal and common names like Lily or Mary???
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3 days ago, I came home from work, it was already really late, to find my wife crying in our bedroom.
After sobbing, crying and screaming she confessed to me that she doesn't know who of our twin daughters is who.
She accidentally mixed them up and can't tell them apart now.
I got to their room, convincing my crying wife that I can tell her who is who. So, in their room, we stood beneath their cribs and my heart skipped a beat, I neither couldn't tell who was Amy and who was Leyla.
I lied to her and said the left one is Amy. I'm not sure. It could be that who I said was Amy, is in truth Leyla...
What should I do? Should I tell my wife? Or should I keep quiet?
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