" I held out my hands, making like a balance scale, "So, death, or a fate worse than death?" I tipped back and forth, pretending to weigh the options....ickie eyed me. "You're a bastard all right -- but you're not nearly as bad as you want everyone to think." She flipped open her phone."Bet, open the channel," I directed."Done," Bet replied. "you old softie." Hey!" I protested."I'm not telling her anything she doesn't already know." I'm gonna fuck her!" I insisted.Vickie looked up as she put the. They radiated out and focused in my crotch. I was also seeing stars at this point. I was seeing a spectacular flash of colours as the first pulses of my orgasm spread throughout my body. H was synced with me and likely felt the first spurts of my cum, which triggered her to clench and grasp me with her pussy, convulsing and contracting on my cock, provoking an even more intense release of more cum spurts. Her head thrown back and mouth open but not a sound was heard from either of us. Our. ” “what can we do? We don’t get women like you in the hostel so we fuck each other.” And I continued to stroke her ass and finger fuck her ass. After sometime, I softly whispered into her ears, “mother!” “yes my son.” “can I fuck you in the ass? I will do it gently, believe me; it won’t hurt.” She was all heated up, “you are sure?” “yes mother.” “okay, do it, but be careful.” I jumped up and went and brought a pillow which I placed below her stomach and propped up her big ass. It was. Last night she had washed her invisible dress, undergarments, and a single knee-high in the little sink of her kitchenette. Since one knee-high was up in the lamp with her money, she would save the other for further ‘shopping’ trips.Everything looked just fine hanging from the clothesline she had strung across her little room. The dress was a bit wrinkled, but so what? Was it still invisible? Was she? She couldn’t tell. For reasons she couldn’t comprehend, she saw herself and her clothes quite.