We left the remains of our lunch (including a tip of course) and rushed into the pale spring sunshine, Hornyholly1 laughs as she gently jogs away from... me. I watch as her lithe body vanishes round the corner, her hair blowing in the breeze and her laughter echoing off the buildings. I run behind watching her wonderful bottom and gorgeous legs until she turns, tilts her head and says “I have the perfect kitchen in my flat would you like to see it?”I’m not a huge fan of kitchens but I love. " I looked back and forth between them. "Ward didn't point out which of you was which..." I'm Yvonne," said the redhead."But you can call us both Evie," said the black haired girl."You're not just related, are you?" I said, studying their faces. "You're twins?"They exchanged a glance and giggled. "You're the first one who's noticed," Yvette said. "At least since we dyed our hair," Yvonne added. I wondered what their natural color was."So..." I wasn't sure what to say. I looked around for. He hated his situation but loved my touch. Eventually hewhispered softly. "I'll be good." No Ricky. Say it all."He looked at me. I could see he was beaten. "I'll be a good girl," hewhispered softly.I leant forward and kissed him softly on his lips. He did not respond atfirst but then, slowly, he moved his mouth against mine, allowing mytongue to enter. I kissed him deeper and stronger while I moved my bodyback on top of his groin and wriggled myself against him. He started tomoan. I whispered. Fortunately Tom had a sex drive equal to Sue's and was only too happy to be hunted by his insatiable sexy wife.As Bob rang the Daniels' door bell, he turned to look at his lovely wife. She had surprised him with her dress this morning.He had watched, intrigued, as she prepared. Sheer, extreme french cut panties, barely more than a string between the cheeks of her cute ass and only a small triangle of sheer lace material in front that covered little and hid nothing. A very short mini-skirt, no.