He jerked his clothes off and as he undressed, so did the unreal female image in the mirror. Within seconds, he was standing naked in front of the mir...or and looking at the reflected woman's equally naked body in the mirror. As he felt his naked body, the reflected image of the woman also felt her equally naked body. He was cupping nonexistent female boobs on his own body while the reflected woman's mirrored image was squeezing very realistic looking boobs. He got a raging hard-on as he. She has blonde hair brown eyes she stands at 53 and is about lbs she as the tightest little ass you will ever see and the best part of her was her 34-D bra size. I love her boobs though Ive never seen em Ive seen her great cleavage enough times and to this day she still gives me a hard on and she knows it. Ive often masturbated to her thinking about fucking her tight teen pussy and her big tits. And man I would love to cum all over her cute face. I love to go over to her house when her mom was. ”“Yes,” I said. “and the shit has hit the fan.”“Oh? Do tell.” Dirk chided.“Doug went nuts, did some crazy things and stormed out of here. I have no idea where he went or what he will do. He’s been gone for more than three hours now and I am worried about him.”“What kind of crazy things?” Benson cautiously asked.“I think he had a psychotic episode of some sort.”“What the fuck did he do cocksucker!” the big man demanded.“He raped his daughter, called her a cum dump, disowned her and pissed on her. “What if I fail?” He answered with a laugh, leaving her uncertain, struggling for inspiration. Clean. Soft. Taking a deep breath, she stared across the freshly fallen snow, remembering the night before, of being safe and warm inside the rented chalet, of laughing at the fake bear skin rug covering the floor, the white fur turned orange by the firelight. She smiled, the memory of soft plush against her hands and shins as she knelt, her legs spread for him, the weight of him against her, the.