Some of you have asked for more details of my relationship with my twin daughters Melissa and Deborah. If you recall, we love to jill together and we also share a curious fascination for sneezing.
At the moment Melissa, Deborah and I are spending a few days away in my seaside cottage in Suffolk taking advantage of the glorious weather. This morning the sun was shining brightly though our bedroom window, and we thought that this was an opportunity for some sneezy fun. We opened the window wide to let in the pollen-laden air and then stood in a row, dressed only in our panties, with me in the middle, Mel on my left and Debi on my right. We gazed intently towards the bright light, began to inhale deeply and waited for the inevitable reaction.
A few moments later Mel giggled and exclaimed “Mummy, I want to sneeze!” “So do I!” came Debi’s reaction. I put my arms around their waists, hugging and squeezing them tightly. A pre-sneeze look came over their faces, they raised their hands to their noses and gave a series of little “ahhh....ahhh....ahhh” gasps. Their eyes closed, their heads tilted back and they were overcome by the urge to sneeze, sneezing several times in unison. (The strange chemistry which they share as twins means that even they can even synchronise their bodily functions). I could no longer hold off the urge to sneeze myself, and soon all three of us were in the throes of our sneezing-fits. When we had recovered we laughingly blessed one another and started kissing and embracing before settling back into our armchairs for a wonderful jilling session.