It wasn't long before she started shuddering all over, whimpering and moaning. In a more normal voice, she said, "Oh my GOD. I've never cum just from ...y boobs being played with before." Now starting to stroke me faster, she continued. "Do that again!"Her eagerness was a bit much, though. "Be gentler," I scolded, whispering, trying to be as nice as I could. "It's flesh and blood, not a piston." I was happy to notice the feeling was starting to come back into my legs, but getting rubbed raw. I tried turning and moving my head to check if it was consistent from any angle. It looked pretty good. I then tried speaking, and the 'skin' bent in slightly exaggerated ways, that made it look like the skin on my face was stretching too much. After some adjustment, I had corrected that. I could now speak, without giving away my secret.I then went to work on my hands. My damaged left hand was a bit of a problem. It was nearly healed, now just slightly smaller than my right hand, still. . yes?” I hesitated to admit, fearing a slap across my face.“There, that wasn’t so bad now, was it?” She kissed my cheek. She cupped my cheeks in her hands, squishing them to pucker my lips. “I love you Rick and trust you. Tonight we’re celebrating you, so you’re allowed to have a little naughty fun with my Lisa.”I didn’t know what to do. Donna sensed my hesitation, so she took my hand and placing it on Lisa’s leg, slid it up, passed the hem of her dress. “I already told Lisa that we were going. That was not what he wanted today, even though he could think of nothing better at that moment. Colin wondered if she was going through the same emotional cauldron as he was. She seemed pretty calm about their meeting but he thought he was playing things cool also. He looked closer at her face as she chomped on a lettuce leaf and figured that she was looking happy and content, too content to be twisted up inside with emotional conflict. Anyway, they were just friends these days. Still he had.