"Who?" she was puzzled. "My name is Dawn Walker," she replied, frowning slightly. She sounded irritated."You look just like a woman I knew who died a ...ew years ago. Her name was Erin McPherson. Are you related to her?" I don't think so," she said. "You said she looked like me?" Yes, exactly. Like identical twins." How odd! But they do say that everyone in this world has a twin." I was so infatuated with her," Art admitted."Uh ... don't get infatuated with me. I can see by the gold band on your. My boss, Chloe, was my opposite in nearly every way. She was taller than I was by about five inches, placing her around 6'1" or 2. Her hair was blonde and was always tied up into a messy bun while mine was dark brown and curly as it cascaded past my shoulders down my back. She had the body of an athlete while I looked just like you would expect a bookstore clerk would. My build was a bit softer and my glasses added to the whole bookish ensemble. Our biggest difference by far though was in our. I bring my hands up to play with my nipples, squeezing them and pinching the nipples until they get hard. I can even lick my own nipples. You love seeing me do that and I know it.You start to come over to me but I tell you to stop and enjoy the show.My hands travel down and start lightly stroking my pussy and clit. Up and down over and over, I keep rubbing and caressing my pussy and my clit for you. I insert two of my fingers into my pussy, in and out I pump my fingers, curling them up to rub. I entered the house and looked around the main room. I didn’t find her there so I entered her bed room. I heard a sound from the bathroom which said that she might have been bathing. I was about to go out when I noticed that the bathroom door was open. I couldn’t control myself and so I slowly opened the door to see the mature lady of my dreams dressing up. She was dressed only in her black bra and her paavaada. She saw me and asked me what I was doing peeping into the bathroom. I told her that.