Abby pulled Evangeline too her, their bodys pressed together as they began grinding on each other. It was no secret to her people that at one time the... had been lovers. Up until she had first come home with Kristopher. The two whispered to each other in Russian as they rubbed their bodys together. Their hands grazing against each others perky breasts and asses. They finished off the dance and Abby left a soft kiss on her neck as they parted. The party broke up several hours later. She made her. Once you finally compose yourself again, you shrug, still facing away, and shift yourself back to bump against his hips again."Yeah." You say. "In fact, you don't seem so strong at all. My pussy's probably way too much for your cock."He scoffs. You whip your head back around to fix him with a bratty glare that you've practiced for ages, but never had a chance to use before now. Exciting!!"You think that's funny?" You ask, spitting out the words and trying your best to not melt away into happy. The feel of her naked body next to mine was pure heaven. Sleep overcame us both. I woke the next morning alone. Checking he kitchen and bathroom I found neither Cindy or any evidence that she had even been her. A little confused I took a shower and started to dress. As I opened my closet I found the shirt she had worn with a note in the pocket. Thank you for a wonder day and a very special night. You are a real gentle man. Cindy Well at least it was not a dream she had been her and I had made. ”“Maybe I was,” Murielle confessed. “I wanted so bad for things to be like they were – before everything went wrong. But I don’t remember what happened after I started burning – except that I woke up and you were sitting beside me – alive and unburned. I thought maybe I’d had a horrible nightmare. But here we are, out in the middle of nowhere with nobody around for a million years in any direction.”“I’ve been living that reality for a while, now,” Miranda told her. “It gets lonely at times, but.