My marriage is mostly one of convenience. My wife and I have been living like brother and sister for many years. Sex was the most remote thing on her ...ind…so I was looking forward to my 10 days of freedom more than they were for their trip.As I was walking back to my car, that’s when I spotted her. She was very thin…if not down-right skinny. She was pan-handling – looking for some cash. She looked tired, dirty, and desperate. In spite of all that, she was somewhat attractive if you could look. She was as great a kisser as her sister. In fact, the twins had the exact same kissing style. It was almost as if the same person had taught them to kiss. Unless…It was of course unrealistic to believe such a thing, but there was a slim chance the twins had taught each other how to kiss. The thought of their lips making contact and their tongues dancing around in each other’s mouths drove me wild with incestuous arousal.Moments later, I was breaking the kiss. The twin whose lips had just left. I began to gently massage her shoulders, arms, and legs. I ended up doing such a good job of relaxing her that she became drowsy and drifted off to sleep. Then I was left with my pent up urges, screaming to be met, and no outlet.So that was my situation, I was living with a beauty and unable to take advantage of it. I had told her how much it would mean to me if she would become a little sexier. I had told her that it is something that costs nothing and it is good and healthy. She would just. ’ She pulled my face down to her level and kissed me strong. It wasn’t a short kiss. It was long and hot. I laced my fingers in her hands, pushed her hands above her head and slammed her into the fence we were behind as I continued to kiss her passionately with tongue. The jolt made her quiver and she kissed me back harder. I thought I heard voices from people on the other side of the fence but then someone came around the corner. ‘Hey guys! We’re about to start the game if you wanna join!’ One.