I flew across it and onto the path beyond, which I knew would lead through a field. Once I was out of the woods, the rain hit me hard; my breasts were...bouncing as I ran across the grass, sheep running in all directions to avoid the lunatic naked woman amidst them. The man must have gone back to retrieve his dog because I had a good headstart. At the other end of the field was a gate and beyond it another field. I kept running, slipping and sliding on the mud and grass, avoiding the rough track. There was no denying it. I looked exactly like Claire. Iextended an arm. It was slender and hairless. My hands were tiny and myfingernails a bright pink. But weren't they purple last night? She lovedpurple.THE NECKLACE!I reached under my shirt and found the necklace that I had given heryesterday. I removed it from my neck and held it out to examine it. It wasno longer purple. In fact, the stone was now colorless, almost clear. Itlooked...empty. As though whatever colorful substance was inside. “Fuck, Lindsey,” I said, grabbing her hips and pumping her faster. “No,” she said. “Stop.” I did as she said, slowing down my movements. She pulled my head down for a kiss and then made me roll over. I looked up at her as she began to ride my hard cock. “Yes!” I said, reaching up and touching her bouncing tits. She rode me hard and let out sighs and moans and little noises that sounded almost like whimpers. Her hands were on my chest and I could see the light of the lamp reflecting from her. Minutes later my man and I are sitting side by side on the sofa kissing passionately with our tongues. We are both very turned on as we are being pleasured by two women.Kay is kneeling between my legs teasing my cunt lips with the tip of her tongue. “Is she good honey,” Charles asks.“Don’t ask, just watch, make it last for sixty minutes,” I murmur in response.I am so turned on with my man is sitting close alongside me as I watch Margo licking his balls. “Is she good honey,” I ask as she.