” Cuddle with me” she said. hesitantly I moved closer and said “okay” she moved closer to me breaking what little distance we had left I felt ...er perfectly shaped ass press against my dick I put my hand on her side and pulled her while I rubbed my dick up against her without thinking about it she looked back at me and whispered “I love you” as she moved my hand up her shirt until I was grasping her breasts my dick getting harder by the second I thought to myself “This is some sort of trick. This was me now. It was MYbody. MY face.As I brought my arms up in front of me I marvelled at the differences Icould see: the gaudy nail varnish; the exposed cleavage. My armsweren't fat, but there was no muscle definition. My skin wasn't firm atall. I could press my fingers into it. It felt so soft and smooth."I'm an 'ore," I said, grinning at the tawdry slag in the mirror thatwinked suggestively back at me. "I'm a slag. I'm nothing but a cheapfuckin' prossie."Oh, this was good. It was really. .. so here is how our 1st date went.I had an ad in a popular dating site and was getting a bit hacked off with it. Plenty of offers, but nothing that really floated my boat. I knew what I was looking for.... someone who was, underneath it all, more like me..... willing to swing!!So, one morning I checked my mail and found a message from an older lady. She looked really nice, quite plain on the outside, but I thought "what the hell" and started chatting. After a lot of flirty chat and the odd. “After yesterday, I thought …” “You thought you could just walk in here whenever you felt like it and lick my pussy. Even when I’m sleeping!” “You’re not mad at me, are you?” Roxy smiled. “Of course I’m not mad at you, sis. That was the best wake up call I’ve ever had. I wish we could sleep together like real lovers, then you wouldn’t have to sneak into my room.” “I was thinking the very same thing,” Lori admitted. Roxy spread her arms. “Come here, you sexy little slut. Let’s sleep together.