Approaching, I hear soft sobbing coming from the room.Upon entering, I notice that the room is much larger than the usual dressing room. I see Mary st...nding there without a stitch of clothing on. Looking at her reflection in the mirror, I can see her full breasts gently jiggling as she sobs. Her erect nipples jutting out from light brown areola and her bald pussy in full view.I let out a soft gasp as I admire her reflection. Startled, Mary covers her breasts with one arm and hides her pussy. Not physically anyways. My eyesight is, and will remain to my death, twenty-twenty; my immune system is one hundred and ninety percent more effective than the average human; I can live twenty to fifty years longer; at the age of sixteen my aging rate will slow, then stop completely when I am forty. There's many benefits of the Genesis. But being a kid like me, abhorred by everyone, even my family, it's downfalls override the advantages by a fair mile. My pale, thin complexion, raven black hair. I grab her hips and fuck up into her until she’s screaming. She puts her hands on the back of the couch and plants her knees on either side of my hips. Venezia is leaning against Roxie’s back, rubbing at Roxie’s clit while kissing at the back of her neck. Roxie’s little tits are bouncing wildly on her chest, and her nipples look bigger and harder. Her pussy is still gripping my dick just as hard, but she’s so wet that her tightness has no effect on me. The veins in my shaft are bulging so. Her hand carried on south, ducking under the duvet “and full steam ahead to full genital-on-genital contact!”. Her finger trailed off as it reached the top of my tensed tummy and she started convulsing with giggles. “Your face!” she teased, “You should see your face!”. Her playfulness was infectious and I cracked a grin and relaxed slightly.“Now, where were we?” she tried to compose herself.“My turn” I took advantage of the lull to assert myself, feeling a new confidence in our intimacy. Zoe.