Back then Danielle and mycousin Roberta were still tomboy enough to insist on playing with usguys. (Danielle and I are fraternal twins - not identical...twins.Obviously.) At the time, action shows were big on TV again, and we wereplaying a game we called Secret Agent: our own version of Cowboys-and-Indians - combining a game of Shoot-Em-Up, Tag, and Simon Sez. Don't askme to explain.I pushed through some of the stiff drooping branches of the tree in theirbackyard, tracking down my cousin Alex. I. I walked up behind her and kneeling slightly pushed my morning wood between her legs finding a nice warm spot for the head of my cock just at the entrance of her pussy.She squeaked when I put my arms around her waist and hugged her close. It was then that I realised I had my daughter in my arms and not my wife. I stepped back with a silly grin on my face and hung my head saying. “Sorry I thought you were Mom.”She turned around to face me and hugged me back squashing my rod between us, the head. I had short blond hair and a good but not too muscular body. One evening I was walking back from a tennis game and went into the park toilet to read the sexy stories on the wall and have a good wank. My hormones were going mad and I could wank anytime anywhere. I went into a cubicle and started wanking. The dividing wall had a gap at the bottom of about 12 inches as I was wanking a hand came under and started to stroke my leg. Then he beckoned me down. I knelt down and for the first time a hand. Then she got to one that made her pause. It said "Lick Me Please" and a spread pussy greeted her.The email read:Please lick my pussy. Do you mind if my husband watches?Cherry paused and had to think for a moment. She looked again at the pussy that was spread in front of her. Her mouth began to water and her pussy started to dampen. Before her brain talked her out of it, she hit reply and typed out "Sure. Anything to lick your pussy. Where and when?" She clicked send, trying not to second guess.