.. like a kitten, sort of." Mickie mimics a cat, batting its paws as if trying to escape from a paper bag. "I wanted to make sure you were all right, ...o I came in." "I -- I had too much to drink," I stammered. "It got me all... tingly, so I came up here and..." I reach down, fumbling about to grasp the sheet, hastily covering my nude body. "It's okay, Mom," she says soothingly. "There's nothing wrong with making yourself feel good." Mickie is in her usual sleepwear: one of her big brother's old. "Look at yourself."I only saw a young woman, with a well-shaped figure, but covered in male pattern hair, and with a terrified look in her eyes. Her face was a cruel joke. She had the chin beard that I had started at college, but set on her female face it made her look like a freak. In horror I saw that she did everything that I did. Every motion that I made, she made simultaneously. I tried to turn away, but Ellen forced me to face the mirror again. "Look at yourself. You have the body of. She resisted me first, then I started to lick her neck and lips. I could clearly see that she was enjoying it but was afraid of the circumstances. I then put my finger into her pussy and started fingering it.She was so much horny that she removed her pallu and started to rub her busty boobs with her hands.Her cleavage was clearly visible and her navel made me horny.I slowly removed her blouse and started licking her busty boobs.They were so soft and her nipples were so perky that it made my. She was lying face down, and he could see that she wasn't wearing a bra. He was pleased that there was no tan line on her back, and even more pleased that he'd been right when he'd figured that she had a fabulous body. It was even better in real life that he'd imagined. Lambert was a little surprised that the young couple hadn't screwed each other the night before. He knew that he wouldn't have missed that chance if he'd been Michael. He squeezed his fully erect cock again and began to pump it.