Not as much as a fraction of and inch of her actual skin color was visible. Her areolas and vagina were shiny silver in color with an almost metal shi...e but pliable just like paint. Only the build of her frame itself was identifiable.My Zol, I don't even recognize my own fucking self, she thought. She watched as three other women stepped from their booths. They were identical to her. The only difference was their different hair lengths and their different builds and heights. When all four of. We met at a friend's social gathering and, whilst neither of us expected such a result, it happened. At the party, even though we were in the company of others, we noticed each other and the attraction was instant. We engineered, solely by glances, that we ended up in the ladies' cloakroom at the same time. No, nothing happened there but we did exchange phone numbers - albeit with shy smiles. I was too nervous to call - nothing like this had happened to me before. O K, I had fooled around with. Atop the desk’s surface, apart from the usual array of parchment and quills, were all manner of trinkets that served little purpose other than to look pretty and interesting. Such was the way of nobility. Even the walls looked rich, built from a dark, almost red, wood and treated so that they almost shone in the light. Just standing in the room felt as if it was somehow costing someone a fortune, but work was work so he would endure. ‘These are they?’ asked the man behind the desk, apparently. The next day as soon as their father left, she went to Tommy’s room he awoke to April sucking his cock. “I see someone wants a good morning fuck” she just moaned yes. April and Tommy fucked for three sold hours, Janet knocked and walked in, they were both laying there, “April the look on you face tells everything, yes mother I’m a well fucked woman now how about food”? Fifteen minutes later they were in the kitchen, “April could you let his cock get a little energy back I’d like to come to.