They rested in each other’s arms with Sandy on top of Priscilla and the fake cock still buried in her pussy. Slowly Sandy lifted herself off of Pris...illa and backed the dildo out of her womb. Sandy rolled Priscilla over on my stomach and began to massage her body. She worked Priscilla’s shoulders down to her lower back and as she straddled her, Priscilla could feel the imitation cock brushing her buttocks. Sandy continued to massage Priscilla’s body working the knots and kinks out of it. She. She made a ’come along’ motion with her hand. “Well ... what was that last night? How long ... what ... how ... when...?” I was stammering as I tried to frame my questions.Daddy chuckled as I tried to express myself. “Sit down, honey, before you hurt yourself.” He poured me some more coffee. “Last night was a swing party. You got the general gist of it, hmm? Well, we’ve been swingers or swappers since when you were a little girl.” I stared at him as if he had grown a second head. “I’m actually. “Uh… there’s a new steakhouse by the mall, and they do a deal for cheap movie tickets with a steak or rib dinner.”Jake smiled. “Sounds good to me. How bout you, dear?”Sarah shrugged. “I’m up for dinner, but there’s really nothing playing I want to see. You two can go to a film if you like though.” Besides, she thought, some alone time would be good, to figure out these hallucinations.“Yay!” Petra bounced like a schoolgirl. Which she was, but only barely. Sarah would have been annoyed with her. So, Myre, will you grant me your likeness?”Myre said, “Yes, certainly.”Leya was a little wary, but kept quiet.Tillian reached towards Myre, and plucked one of her hairs off the top of her head. “This will do,” Tillian said.Tillian placed the hair inside her palm and it seemed to melt into her skin. Tillian seemed to give a small shudder and a faint blue aura glowed around her. Suddenly, there was a flash, and Myre and Leya averted their eyes. When they turned back and blinked, Myre stood where.