First, they pulled her lips apart to massage the most inner part of her labia, then they pinched the lips together slightly applying enough pressure...to cause her to squirm and part her legs wider in anticipation. The fingers plunged deeper and deeper inside her as she rhythmically fucked her dream lover. The fingers moved in and out, becoming slick with her juices. The hand gave her a quick and furious orgasm, she shuddered and moaned deeply in her sl**p. By now, her stirrings had caught. Mrs. Kennedy’s given name was Ava. I thought it was a classy name. The sort that you could whisper in the dark and know her eyes were open, and her mouth was ready for your tongue to enter to meet hers in the midnight hours.We were all sitting watching television at my aunt’s apartment.Ava was sitting right next to me, and she had her long slender thigh resting on mine like a familiar stranger. I could feel her body heat shooting out and it sent tingles up my spine all the way to my brain. Is Matt any good in bed?" How dare you ask that question?" she snapped back at him, feeling tears come into her eyes."That's all the answer I needed," Phil nodded. "A fine fellow, Matt, but short on imagination... I would say. You need more than one man to keep you happy, lovely, believe me. I understand girls like you." Oh, I hate you!" she hurled at him, somehow feeling that this double talking monster was once more getting the upper hand."Now you don't mean that, Phil, kissed her chastely on. "What is the difference?"Both women busted up laughing. It took a moment before Shannon could get enough breath to tell me. "There isn't one. I planted that idea in you, to play a trick on you. I even got Lindsey in on it. That's why she talked to you, today." She started laughing again, and I felt the fool. I had been duped. I couldn't be too angry though, because I had cheated on their game too. I just hoped they never asked me how I could tell them apart."Oh, don't look so upset," Shanna.