On second thought, you're not me. What you are, Kell, is the me that I'd like to be. I mean, your boobs are a tad bit bigger than my mine. Your tum...y - a little flatter. Your hips - a little wider. Your face - a sconce more symmetrical. Your nose - smaller and cuter. Your eyes - just a smidgen bigger. Your complexion - what can I say, save to say that it's perfect in every way, and I'd love my complexion to be just like it. "But," she let loose with a heart felt laugh, "even with all. Their pubic mounds meeting in the middle and grinding together as they kissed and groped each other's bodies. The image made her instantly wet and she almost didn’t notice how she was rubbing the huge toy between her own parted legs.It had been weeks since their last encounter. She hadn’t even been calling or texting her for fear that she would so easily give in. But now... It was getting dark outside. Even though she had not seen her friend in weeks she still knew her schedule. A little mental. Bruce slides a finger in my wet slit, fucking me as we watch our audience. It does not take long and my body tells Bruce I am about to come.“Yes, Connie, come for everyone and do not hold back. Let them see and hear your pleasure.”At that moment, my head falls back against Bruce as my body trembles and I moan out…“Oh yes, I’m cumming!”Those who are watching return to what they were doing and I look over at Pam who is now naked.“Come on Connie, lose those bottoms and let’s go cool off,” Pam says. She had screamed silently into the cold, dry air, wept tears she didn’t have and drowned herself in the loss of everything she knew. For a long time she had grieved, gone under, gone insane. For a very long, cold time. But also a very long time ago. ———- ‘Yes,’ she said. ‘but it happened way back then, it’s hard to even remember. She wanted to ask the counselor about the Boy with the dark hair. But she didn’t know where to start. ‘It may feel that way, dear. But I’ll have to warn you, the pain.