I start the car and drive us home.Once we get home, everyone is already asleep so I bring her down to the basement and using a laptop, play the song t...at we danced to at the prom."What are you doing?" she asks."I want to dance with you," I replied and reach my hand out."Don't do this..." she weeps."Please. It would crush me if a pretty girl like you refuses this dance," I tell her.She takes my hand and again, I hold her close as we slowly move to the music. Instead of staring at me this time,. God, it was so ... absolutely incredible to see Lynette’s pussy slowly open up like it did. I couldn’t believe how majorly stretched her inner pussy became as the cue ball was slowly levered from her pussy.”“It probably looked just like yours when Mike’s cock head was pulled from your no longer virgin pussy,” Lynette replied as she pulled her hand out from under Cathy’s hand and lightly smacked Cathy on her blue jean covered thigh.“In one of my older brother’s porno movies, I saw a guy pull. "You're not seeing her with your mind, but with your soul." It's true then," someone said.I looked around to see six men surrounding us. I was thrown by how good-looking they were."The mother's direct sons are the strongest," a different male said."I told you that," Robert replied in an exasperated voice."Only you have met a direct son, Robert," the others chorused."Okay, fuck that shit!" I exclaimed. "Pod people who can't talk as individuals have to go across the street! I'm not going to. You and Naomi had been best friends since you were little; you went to the same pre-school, same grade school and the same high school. You had even dated for a while a couple years ago but it hadn’t worked out. You’d somehow managed to stay friends though, and you were glad. Even if you weren’t together she was quite the piece of eye candy. Her tanned skin was only a shade or two lighter than your sister’s but she was a bit taller. She was about the same height as you around 5’9 and she was.