The truth was that I got my hard-core loving from her clone Margaret and I was addicted to her ability to imitate Lucy so well that if I shut my eyes,...I would swear it was Lucy I was screwing in her favorite position down on all fours. The slender long-legged Margaret talked like Lucy, she walked like Lucy and she even imitated Lucy’s style of humping and sucking that they were like twin sisters without being related at all.Still, we were able to all live together in a two bedroom apartment. Heather disappeared off to do whatever it was she was doing - seeing Deaken, touring the other clubs, Luke didn't know, he just buried himself in the music. So deep did he immerse himself in the interplay of track with track that time seemed to slip through his grasp and the next time he looked up - or the next time that he noticed he did - he was surprised to find that the place was actually pretty full. So many young people all dancing to the music he was producing - he felt wonderful. It was. Janet and I were always friends as we grew up but except for a little flirting and teasing, we had never done anything sexual together. An hour or so later we were both asleep and on our backs the way we both normally slept.Janet’s arm moved and her hand accidently landed on my crotch waking us both up. She quickly pulled it away and we both rolled back on our sides facing away from each other. Again because it was normal for us, we soon were on our backs in our usual sleeping positions. We. Alf and Ruth had disappeared and shortly after I heard Ruth moan. “My naughty husband is obviously started already. Let’s catch up” said Bronwyn. Clothes were shed and she knelt down and began to lick and suck my cock. I grabbed her head and pushed it down lower. She gagged and I let her lift her head. She was smiling. I did it several more times before I pushed her on to the floor. “Do doggy darling. Fuck me like a dog” she squealed. Always the gentleman I did as she asked. She got on all.