He looked over at Denise and she shook her head slightly and started to walk towards the sliding door. He saw her grab the door to open it and he heard the front door open. They both stopped and looked back down the hall. Hank had completely forgotten about them until he saw the two beautiful blonde twins bounce into the kitchen. “Hey, Mom, we got japanese all the rest of the stuff.” They said and dumped many bags of groceries on the table. Hank stared at the two girls. They were more beautiful than he remembered. Both of them had long blonde hair like their mother and Hardcore sister but had it pulled back into a ponytail. One of them was wearing the smallest cutoff shorts he had ever seen. The shorts came to just below her ass and her tanned legs looked like they were a mile long. Forcing his Schoolgirls eyes up he doggy style saw her young breasts pushing a small halter top. The top was pink and had small shoulder straps. The bottom of the halter didn’t come close to the top of her shorts so her tight stomach was on display. She was wearing something under the halter as Hank could see the straps over her shoulders. Her tits though were beautiful as they forced the halter to stretch to hold them. Hank thought this one was Jennifer. “Mr. Jackson, riding you remember the girls?” Mrs. Smith said. “Yes, of course.” Hank said and put the platter back on the island. “This one is Jennifer.” Hank said and held his hand out to the one in shorts. With the toast out of the way the slaves each took a drink or their wine. When one of the men asked me to sit on the front edge of the chair and open my legs I just knew that the riding inevitable would happen. I had the girls help me with dinner, teaching them Hardcore to fry up ham steaks and eggs (I hadn’t forgotten my promise). “Yeah, I’d like that. He did see her full cleavage between her breasts. The conversation ran down and we sat quietly thinking about our future in this miracle of a house we had fallen in to. “Does this feel good?” He pressed the handle hard against her clit doggy style and rubbed. “Ha, I guess you’re right.” Her laugh is japanese like sweet tea. It makes me feel humiliated and perverted Schoolgirls but also a little naughty, sexy and strangely desirable. She too was petite, just a little taller and fuller-figured than Annabelle. She hooked her thumbs in the straps on Disha’s sundress and pulled them off her smooth, bare shoulders. Maxi stood a few feet away centered on us. But, I don’t call the shots. Used condoms littered the floor. She walked ahead, he hangs behind, watching her ass til she was in his car.