Both had black hair and were wearing hip-hugging jeans. Teenagers, sixteen or seventeen. Their blouses were different, and they wore their hair differ...ntly, but those faces were mirrors of each other. Dainty cheekbones and plump lips.The second girl became Cute Twin Two as Britney typed away on her phone. She tapped the screen.The twins turned to each other and kissed with mad hunger. I smiled at the sight. This was hot. They were grabbing each other’s asses through their jeans. Their tongues. I gave him some background about Shelly and Timothy Dorsett. I asked if he knew of a good PI that I could contact; someone discrete, but very thorough. He said he had just the man and he would let me know."Please let me handle everything, Rob; you just try to keep it together long enough for me to find out what's really going on. Can you promise me that much?" This is probably the hardest thing I have ever had to do, Jim. I can't promise anything, but I'll try, and I owe you big on this one,. At this point I didn't care about a movie, I wanted some hot white pussy. Mrs. T paid for our tickets and I bought a big tub of popcorn, plus drinks for both of us. The movie hadn't started yet, so the theater was dimly lit.“Where do you like to sit?” Mrs. T whispered in my ear.I looked around; there were a few people already seated, most center forward.“How about here?” I pointed to a section at the rear of the theater.“Okay, looks nice and private, and it's cuddle seating,” she responded. I was overcome with lust by that point and didn’t care anymore. I pushed the tablecloth far enough under the table to fully expose my pulsing cock to Cassie, and also making her engorged pussy lips, which were creating a puddle on the seat, easily visible to me. She began to slide her middle finger in and out from the top, brushing her throbbing clit along each stroke.Immediately, I found I had to push the table just a little further from our bench as Cassie’s long, muscular, outstretched legs.