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“How are you doing, baby brother?” George asked as he thrust into Ron.


“Feels so good,” Ron moaned softly, pressing back to take more.


“Missed this,” Bill hissed as Charlie took his cock deeper into his throat, his younger brother’s tongue curling around his erection on each movement forward and back.


“Should visit more often,” Fred grinned at Bill, his fingers tangled in his twin’s hair. “We could have these reunions more often.”


“Yeah, Bill. Maybe a weekly visit,” Ron said in between grunts.


“Wouldn’t be as fun if it happened so often, Ronniekins,” Charlie declared huskily before sucking the head of Bill’s cock, his hand moving up and down the shaft.


“Would too,” Fred declared, feeling Ron’s hand moving along the curve of his arse. “Right there, little brother. Fuck.”


George swallowed Fred’s release, pulling back finally. Licking his lips, he smiled, a gleam of mischief in his eyes as he said, “I think we are, Gred. I think we are.”

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