The Curious Account of the Indian MILF and her Sexpot Daughters

This was one of your friends many unlikely stories about this town, an account of the time he went into a corner shop and the two Indian girls who were running the place - the eighteen year old twin daughters of the owner, if you believe it - accused him of shop lifting and wouldn't let him go till he'd gone down on them for an hour each.

As the Indian sylphs – who were gorgeous and sexy as well as horny as hell, naturally - they were about to let him go, their curvy and cuddly and equally nympho MILF of a mother arrived home, told him she'd phone the police if he didn't come upstairs with her, and spent the rest of the night screwing him blind and occasionally treating him to terrifyingly expert blow jobs. He says he woke up before she did, and reckoned he’d better make his escape before she woke up and he was stuck getting fucked blind by her for the rest of the day.

As he was slipping out of the building before she woke up, the twin daughters pounced on him in a hallway, but he managed to make it to the door as they began to fight each other over who was to have “first go” at him. He reckoned that if he hadn’t got away, they might well have ended up shagging him to ****.

Like most of Tony’s stories of the town, it sounds ridiculous – it’s look unbelievable even if it was on the letters page of “Big Boobed Babes Magazine”. There’s something about the tall tales ending though, the way Tony escapes – and claimed to be glad to be – rather than having crazy wild sex with the twins that seems just a slightly odd detail in a stupid sex-brag story. Could there maybe something to this one after all?

A shadow falls over the table and you look up. The two girls who were playing pool are standing right next to you, staring at you unsmiling. The goth is still holding her pool cue, rolling it slowly between her long pale fingers.

She nods over at the pool table and asks - "Want a game?"