Instead I see the police escorting my father out in handcuffs with mom and Julie sitting on the couch together crying. I walked over to my mother and ...sk her if everything is fine now, and she forces a smile and nods her head and pulls me into a hug. Feeling better after that, I made my way over to Julie to hug her but her reaction suddenly startles me. She yells at me to never touch her and to don’t bother with her as long as I live and stormed to her bedroom. I look fearfully over to my. All quiet, she dismounted and nestled by his side. She rested for a moment, caressing his stomach, and then placed a lingering kiss on his deflating cock.“Shall I?” she asked, slipping fingers under the waistband of pantyhose wet and pungent with cum.He shook his head. “Leave them.”“You don’t want me to—”“Leave them be, please.”“Okay.”“What?” he asked, seeing amusement flicker in her eyes.She shook her head and, hiding her smile, wriggled onto her belly. She draped an arm over his thighs and. She knew every line, every curve, every dimple, pore, and hair. She always knew what to expect when she saw herself in the mirror.She didn't know what to expect, however, when she saw herself sitting on her bathroom sink. Not "herself" herself. Rather, someone who looked exactly like her sitting right there in her bathroom."What the fuck?" Suzy said. "Who the hell are you?"The other her grinned at her and giggled. "Who do I look like?"It was then that Suzy realized she was still naked and wet. The moment I put my hand up to my mouth for saliva, for lube, she stopped me."Uh uh. No spit. It wouldn't be very fair for mistress to not allow lubricant though. I'd hate for you to chafe and whine like a little bitch. All of this semen is yours to use. You have no choice!"Her large breast moved closer towards me, I could smell his seed. My hand scooped a large thick portion that rest between her tits. It was still warm as I coated my shaft with it. Mistress lit up a cigarette and watched me.