The Twins Love Their Papa_(0)

Don had a special place in his heart for his twin granddaughters, Stephanie and Melanie; and what ‘Papa’ wouldn’t?
The girls were amazingly compatible and had always been that way. They shared toys, food, their love of music and dancing, and never quarreled over who got to sit in Papa’s lap… as far as Don was concerned, there was always room for both, even on the day they graduated from high school, 18 months ago.
Labor Day weekend was the last weekend of the summer for the girls, who would be starting their sophomore year of college in a few more days. Don was especially pleased that they had decided to spend that holiday weekend with him at his home in the Ozarks.
The first day, Thursday, was filled with hugs, hand-holding, stories about college, unpacking bags, unloading bicycles from the car rack, and what toppings were going to be on the pizza for dinner.
During their traditional scrabble game, Don asked if they would like to go out for breakfast at the local… 6 miles away… diner. All were in agreement, no surprise to Papa.
He thoroughly enjoyed watching the lovely girls as they traveled to and from the small bath house and sauna, which was located outside the main house. It was the first time he’d actually noticed that they had grown into full-fledged women. The fact that they were barely covered with their towels had the 58yr old’s dick beginning to rise.
Although he strode to his bathroom and tried to piss away the problem, he couldn’t get the sight of their long, bare legs and shoulders out of his mind. His engorged member demanded more attention, so he was forced to jack off… forced? Maybe not… as he pumped, he imagined his little girls without those towels. BINGO! Cum shot from his cock and sprayed the toilet lid and tank. Very little made it into the bowl, but he didn’t care. His nuts were relieved and his dick began its wilt.
“You still ride up to the falls and back, Papa?” Stephanie asked the next morning, as she swallowed a bite of her eggs and toast.
“Every day, sweetheart; is that why y’all brought your bikes?”
Melanie spoke, since her sister now had a mouth full of bacon, “Yes, Papa, we want to find that pretty little place where you used to take us swimming. You remember, don’t you? It’s been about ten or twelve years, but we had so much fun… Granny fussed the whole time ‘cause she thought we shouldn’t be swimming naked.”
“I know exactly where it is, Honey; haven’t been to that spot since your Granny died, though. And you’re right; it is a beautiful little pool. We can pack a picnic basket and strap it to my old Schwinn… if Steph ever finishes her breakfast.”
Both girls giggled and gave their Papa synchronized punches to his shoulders.
As they peddled their bikes a few yards ahead of him, Don gained a newfound appreciation of his granddaughters’ fine, tight asses.
“Damn,” he thought, “If I was twenty again, I’d love to ram ol’ Fat Boy up both of them. I wonder if they’re still virgins; probably not. Whoever is fucking them are lucky little bastards.”
He could always tell which girl he was talking to, if he could see their faces. Stephanie, the oldest by four minutes, had a small mole on her jaw. All the women in the family referred to it as a beauty mark. From behind them, however, they looked identical… and so fucking hot.
They took a break when they reached the Falls at Alley Creek.