How could I ever have believed that Araminta had a daughter? There is no Chloe, never met a Chloe in my life. The deception undermines all sense of wh... I am. How could the illusion of a life never lived have been so real, indistinguishable from a life lived? But now the illusion is evaporating in the heat of revelation."Understanding is growing in her," Pandora says to Chloe.I stare at Chloe — rather the being I thought was Chloe. Her form shimmers and appears enveloped in an aura of. Slowly, I ran a finger along my moistening lips and teased the swelling bud of my clitoris.I was close to climax when the sound of the elevator startled me back to reality. I pulled my hand out of my pants and tried to look relaxed and nonchalant instead of horny and aroused. Denise, my neighbour and friend, walked by and flashed me a smile. She lived down the hall from me and, after a couple years as neighbours, we had become friendly over the last few months. Denise had sat up with me the. Which is how I found myself now sitting in a hotel room in the town ofScythia in upstate New York and shortly about to witness something that,if it was all that was promised, would be miraculous.There was a knock on the door. I opened it."It's time," said the man standing there. This was Kelly Marrs, wife ofOlympus Images CEO Kathryn Marrs, and he was beautiful. Oh his make-upmight be a tad too heavy and he might be displaying a bit more of hismagnificent cleavage than good taste would deem. She then started umping both my cock in her pussy and finger in her ass. She started telling me how much she liked fucking and how she never had a man do that to her and she loved it. I told her that she was my Sex Toy and I was going to fuck her in all holes and make her eat more pussy. She moaned that she would like that and started to cum again. She sat right down taking my entire cock deep in her to keep herself from an orgasm again. I withdrew my finger and she just sat there. She then.