Maureen is in heat

Frank eyed the sisters, anticipating the pleasures to come. Maureen smiled saucily at him, while Simone, who had only muttered a barely audible greeting, seemed afraid to meet his gaze, one of her hands clutching at her raincoat as though to ensure it stayed closed.

Maureen on the other hand, had already opened her shirt to expose a thin top, and looked at him with growing hunger.

"You gonna strip for me?" he grinned, watching as she played with her clothes. "Give me a little show?"

He heard Simone take a sharp breath as her sister took off her shirt and teasingly pulled up the top, looking wantonly at Frank as she writhed slowly.

"Mmmm...there's those tits I remember," he chuckled, glancing at Simone who blushed deeply, but seemed unable to turn away from her sister's display.

"I'm so wet for you...." Maureen purred, lifting her skirt and pulling her panties aside to show off her nectar drenched folds. "So very ready..."

Simone's blush deepened and she took a big drink of her lemonade, murmuring something that sounded like thanks as Frank refilled her glass. Maureen continued to writhe to music only she could hear, slowly stripping her clothes off, growing more brazen by the moment.

"I need your cock...so bad...been thinking of it...all the time...fucking me...making me come...so ready for you...so ready..." She stripped off the last of her clothes and sat facing him, legs spread, her fingers playing over her folds.

"So ready...don't make me wait...oh please don't make me wait..."