Twin Japanese Nieces Pt19 - Sex Stories

Twin Japanese Nieces Pt19

... while I was gone, and my guess was that it would not be long before I got to experience each of them; except for Shiori. She just gave a nice smile to Mark who closed his grip around her a little tighter. Those two were growing closer by the minute. Where ever one was, the other was only a step or two away. I have no regrets about my decision. “Let’s give Mike the chance to freshen up,” Kayko finally said as she stood up from her seated position on the edge of the coffee table. “I’m sure he would love a nice hot bath.” Can you say BINGO! Of all the treats that I get to experience at my home, a bath from my wife easily makes the top ten. As the kids all gave out an ‘Aww,’ of disappointment I stood up from the couch. “Don’t worry gang,” I said as I stepped over next to Kayko and turned to face them, “I’m not going anywhere.” As Kayko lead me up the stairs I watched the four of them all pile out the back door. It was nice to see them functioning as a group, and as a unified family. I owe the bulk of that credit to Kayko. I might be the king of my own little world, but my wife is the one who holds the family together, and it shows in every detail at the house. I never have to tell the kids to clean up a mess they have made, or to put away their dishes. The disaster that was my daughter’s room is now a nice neat living space. I know this because I just looked in through her door as I walked down the hallway behind Kayko. Her bed is made and all of her clothes are hung up nice and ...

... neat. It really is amazing the changes that have overcome her since the twins got here. She was turning into a well-rounded and responsible young lady, and I was very happy to see it. But as my gaze returned to the slender form of my wife walking in front of me; everything else faded away. As I have told you guys plenty of times, Kayko is perfect to me in every way. Every man has a set of ‘blue prints’ in his head that are the exact parameters for his ideal woman. And there is no detail that is left out. From the size and shape of their breasts, to skin color and texture, even personality and preferences, every last detail is mapped out in some way. For me it was as if Kayko had stolen my set of prints and modified herself to be an exact fit. Every last detail about her was perfect. For example, I know that if I take one extra step forward and reach up under her skirt my fingers will sink into her with no interference at all. And she will actually stop and spread her feet apart to give me whatever kind of access I want. Her breasts are always ready for my big strong hands to caress them, and her attention and devotion to me is unmatched. And to top it all off, she is also my friend. I still get a lump in my throat every time I think about how much she loves me. And I feel like I am going to burst every time I try to show her how much I love her. It actually hurts. (Sorry, I am really missing Kayko right now) In our master bedroom I headed over to our closets and dropped off ...