His reaction was completely unpredictable, and he simply grabbed me by the hair and used his far-greater strength to lead me to the floor, and I fell ...orward, right in the entryway. Using my hair like a leash, he dragged me into the living room, and then descended to his knees, pushing me flat to the floor, face-first. Holding me down with one hand, I could hear his pants being drawn open and the belt clinking as he was pulling his pants down.He then lay upon me, from behind, and forced his. As I eyed the menu price list I glanced up to see a lovely woman."I just got set up but everything is hot and ready," she said with a huge smile."Sure glad to hear that. My belly's been growling so loud for the last hour I could barely hear the engine whining. How 'bout letting me have one of them Polish Sausage dogs with all the fixin's?"I watched as she set about her task. First came the Polish, then the mustard and ketchup with lots of onions. My eyes wondered over the woman and sent. Somehow it all flows together and looks classy though. Each piece of furniture looks expensive, and depending on which direction you are facing you could be anywhere. He leads me to a couch near the door, and he lets go of my arm, indicating that I should sit. They sit on either side of me, and his warm breath caresses my neck while her long cool fingers stroke down my arm and around my side, then ending up just at the top my slit. They tug at my dress together, and before I realize it I am. "I'd love to show you everything," she added, with a sly smile and strong emphasis on the last word.I had expected something like this and was ready for it. The twins were irreversibly "primed", I recognised that, and I knew they would persist until they got what they wanted. Nor, frankly, had I any wish to deny them. They were young, they were beautiful, they oozed sexuality, and best of all they were the spitting image of the woman I had lusted after fruitlessly more than a quarter of a.