She sighed as she felt how wet she was already, how swollen her lips had become. She applied more pressure to her fingers and felt them slip between ...er outer lips. She moved her other hand down and pressed either side of her pussy, opening herself. She could see her delicious pink inner lips glistening with her moisture. She bit her lower lip as she pressed her fingers harder against her pussy. She watched as her fingers pressed against her flesh, and then she felt the delicious feeling of. I climbed int her bed, which was up against a wall and waited to see if anything was going to happen later that night.I cold hear him get into bed as Mandy fell asleep, we were both drunk, and I was fighting sleeping, when I heard, as she had described, his bed creaking as he jacked off, no doubt thinking about us and our naughty mouthing's and dirty shows.Then our bedroom door opened and he softly said her name, "Mandy", then my name, which made my heart skip, more so as he wandered into the. I was hard and she was wet, so we put the parts together again. That time she wanted to do the work, mounting up at sunrise was something she favored so she rode me. She hung her breasts in my face for me to praise and feast on as she moved her hips to drive us together and apart repeatedly, until we were both happy and messy again. This time we both felt that she “took her pleasure” from me.Afterward we stayed connected and talked about it. I did not love her and she did not love me. But as a. It was the last thing I heard before fully fading away.Suddenly, I was elsewhere, yet not on the world where I should have woken up. Instead, I was in another void, but instead of inky black, this one was bright white!In front of me was another woman, at least I thought. She had green hair in pigtails and a nimble effeminate flat-chested build. Her pink eyes watched me with mild concern and she was wearing only a pair of shorts and a flowy barely concealing shirt. A pair of glorious white wings.