Page 88 of A Master's Destiny
Durov nods in approval, grabbing a briny pickle from the jar and taking a big bite. When he tries to pour us another round, I put my hand over my glass. “I’m not going to my final interview drunk, Durov.”
He snorts, clearly disappointed. “I will make a Russian out of you yet,moy droog.”
“Fine. As long as it’s not today,” reply with a chuckle.
I hear another knock at the door and glance in Durov’s direction.
“Go ahead and open it,” he urges.
I narrow my eyes. “What did you do?”
He gives me a mischievous grin. “Why not open the door and find out?”
“It better not be another fucking clown…” I warn him.
Opening the door, I see Manya and Panya, the Russian twins, standing in the hallway dressed in fluffy parkas and furry boots. “Happy graduation day, Sir Davis,” they chant in unison, unzipping their coats to reveal they are wearing nothing underneath.
The identical twins smile beguilingly at me.
“Come in,” I tell them, ushering the two inside as I glance down the hallway. I see one of my neighbors gawking at me with raised eyebrows and a wistful half-grin on his face.
Shutting the door, I help the girls out of their jackets and toss the coats on a nearby chair.
“Manya and Panya have come all the way from Russia to fulfill your every desire,moy droog!”
I look at the twins lustfully, remembering our “eventful” flight to Russia in Durov’s private jet. “I’m honored, ladies.”
They bow their heads, giggling sweetly.
I glance at Durov, inspired by his unexpected gift. “Do you want to join us?”
“Da, but start without me, comrade. I’m going to have more vodka while I watch.”
I guide the girls to the couch and sit down, patting the cushion, wanting them to join me. The two move in unison as they settle on the couch on either side of me. I cross my arms behind my head and order in a low voice, “Undress me.”
The twins kneel down on the floor, and Manya pulls off my sweatpants. Panya then slips off my boxers before the two of them rejoin me on the couch.
The two girls stare at my rigid shaft, licking their lips excitedly while they wait for my next command.
I turn my head, kissing each of them on the lips before offering them a challenge.
“Take me to the edge, ladies.”
The sisters smile as they eagerly descend on my cock. The two work in unison, and I let out a low groan as I feel their two mouths licking and nibbling the length of my cock, while intermittently sucking my balls. Closing my eyes, I give in to the constant but varied stimulation.
I smack their asses hard whenever they get me close to the edge, enjoying the contact of my hand against their skin and the lovely sound it makes as it echoes in my apartment. I have to admit, the twins are exceedingly good at what they do, and it doesn’t take long before I’m teetering on the precipice.
I glance over at Durov. “You ready to join the fun?”
“Da,” he replies in a husky tone.
“Let’s take this to the bedroom, ladies,” I tell the twins.
As the four of us head into the room, I realize I’ve left my suit lying on the bed. “Move my clothes to the living room,” I command them. “You will dress me when we are done.”
Their eyes light up as they hurry to do my bidding.
Upon their return, I order the twins to lie sideways on the bed, face up, each with her head in line with the other girl’s pussy.
