They’d also decided that it would be fun to initiate someone else into their sexual adventures and after only a short debate, it was decided that �...The Twins’, as they were known, would be the perfect addition to their group. Sarah and Lucy were real bombshell material, tall, slim, long blonde hair and each with a pair of boobs to die for. Men swarmed round them in the bars in town, and they were known not to go home alone very often! Sarah worked in the same office as Jess, who had to pluck up. ‘I have a lot of self-control and stamina,’ he smiled. ‘Besides, this was about fucking your brains out, remember?’ ‘You certainly have … um … are,’ I panted as he picked up the pace and was again driving the hardest muscle in his body into my battered pussy. This time I wasn’t a helpless recipient but a full-fledged partner in a frenetic sex dance that had us sweating and gyrating across his bed. Driven by each other’s pleasure, we crushed our chests together and ground our pelvises like we. Elsa was firmly rooted in the present and in adherence to common sense. She made a great role model for the kids and I had no worries on that score. In addition to that I had my first wife's mother, Louise, who helped out when some back-up was needed when we had to meet social engagements without the children attached.My other mother-in-law Simone was a different cup of tea entirely.I remember when we went to Paris to visit Elsa's mother in her well-appointed penthouse not far from the Champs. The fright she had felt came back as sharp and consuming as it had been earlier. She shivered and wanted to run from the room, from the house that suddenly, did not feel to be the safe haven it used to be. “Jim, if you’re fucking about. Stop it!” Rachel did not believe in an afterlife and did not expect that she would get an answer, but it felt good to stamp her authority, even if it was on someone departed. She had to be in control of her environment and was not going to be frightened out of.