She came few minutes after me.She came in white civic and we both recognized each other and we went in and took a table and ordered some beer and stuf....She is nearly as tall as me in that big heels. Almost 5’11”. Perfect body but with big boobs(big means really big, double D).She is little dark but looks stunning.We complimented each other and we started drinking slowly but we picked up the pace and she is also enjoying the night as she was explaining how she went for recruitment to her home. Abigail shuddered as her tongue slid through Dream-Abigail's folds while her own pussy was equally caressed. To Abigail, it was like she licked her own pussy. Their tongues and lips moved as one, exploring each other's folds and devouring each other's tart juices.They sighed together and undulated. Their fingers clenched on each other's buts. Abigail savored devouring her doppelganger's pussy. The pleasure built inside of her, teased by the identical movements of Dream-Abigail."Yes," they. We had enough of that when we were younger," Mary Kate told me very emphatically. We turned back to the house after that."I need to take a good look at the pickup truck," I told them, as we neared the old carriage house."Yes, look it over and see what it may require in the way of maintenance or repair," Mary Margaret told me. The two women continued on to the house, while I turned toward the carriage house and its vehicles. It wasn't until I reached the doors that I remembered that they had. So I met her eyes, hoping that she could see within my very soul and know just how terrible I felt about what I’d done. “You’re sorry. Yes, I can imagine you are. It’s never going to happen again, is it, Shannon.” “No, Mrs. Vandermeer.” The words came tumbling out as one. “Good. I suppose I will have to punish you. I don’t want to baby, but you leave me no choice. Understood?” “Yes.” “Put this in.” She opened a drawer, pulling out a familiar object, the egg shaped vibrator that she’d used.