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She slipped her finger into her slit and I gasped as I felt the sensation. I glanced down and my pussy was moving as if being touched by an invisible hand. She grabbed her left breast and began to massage while she rubbed her clit. My left breast moved in sync with hers.As I was magically molested by my own reflection I remained speechless. I must have been in a really vivid dream, or at least I thought at the time, and enjoyed her expert touch. I arched my backed as my pussy began to spasm. As I came closer, my reflection fingered me harder and more rapidly. My body began to convulse as my orgasm overtook me. My hips gyrated and my hands shook as I began to moan.I looked up at my reflection and all of a sudden there were two of me in the mirror, the original reflection lying down in front of me and another leaning in from behind it. The new doppelganger got on her knees and parted the legs of the other. She went down and slid her tongue deep into her wet sex. I jerked as if I felt. “No cumming before I say so,” he grinned wickedly at her and she whimpered. “But I need to…” Need to what, my little girl?” he replied as he circled her swollen clit with his tongue. “I need to cum… please” “Who do you want to cum for?” “My Sir, always my Sir.” “Who owns this little pussy, who decides when it gets to cum?” “My Sir does… please.. please.. I need to cum.” Relentlessly, he kept licking and sucking, keeping her right on the edge, trying to hold back. Finally he growled the five words she needed to hear, her permission, and she came so hard for him, flooding his mouth with her sweetness. But he wasn't done.. He kept licking, sucking, nibbling, adding a finger, then two. Her pussy spasmed again and again as her clit and g spot had his full attention, stretching and preparing her tight little pussy at the same time. Finally, leaving her gasping for air, he stopped, and crawled up over her. Kissing her hard and passionately, he placed his cock right at her entrance, but not.
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“Grrrrrr,” I growled.I looked to see Harper’s backside in quick motion, headed somewhere away from us.“Uh oh,” I said.“What?” asked Hannah.“We might have scared her.”“What?” She looked around.“She took off running.”“Shit. Bob!”“Well you’re the one who told her I wanted to ... you know.”“I was joking!”“I’m not sure she realizes that,” I said.She left off “torturing” me and stood up.“I’d better go talk to her.”“Good idea.”She got up and left, but returned in only five or so minutes. She looked harried.“Everything okay?” I asked.“If you think the world coming to an end is just peachy,” she said.“What happened?”“She was masturbating, Bob! The idea you want to get both of us pregnant got her going!”“Oh,” I said. “Don’t worry. A lot has happened lately. It’s probably just hormones.”“I don’t think so. Actually, she had already been masturbating before we started that ruckus. She still wants to sleep with us and was fantasizing about that. Then I said that... stupid! ... and she ran back to.

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