When I woke up the next morning, I knew that I had been dreaming of sex all night. I don’t know if it was Micheline’s story, the ride on the bike,...sleeping beside Jean-Marc, or what it was, but I woke horny. I gently slipped my hand between my legs, and the wetness and heightened sensitivity confirmed it. I would probably cum with ten strokes!I was just wondering if I should try to quietly masturbate or not, when Jean-Marc woke up beside me. He looked over at me, confused for a moment, then. ....... stimulation." As I speak, I ease two fingers inside your lacy thong, and rub them slowly up and down your rapidly moistening slit. The lips of your pussy swell and part. You give a tiny gasp as I first brush your clit, then push one finger into your wet hole. "But then what can you have experienced in just 18 years?" I muse, almost to myself, as I slowly finger fuck you, feeling your tight hole tense and relax as I push my finger in and out. "Oh Professor," you breath, "I promise you I. We heard the deadbolt unlock and the door opened."I brought Tim back with me, Aunt Jenny," she said."Yeah, I couldn't find the right dumpster to dump her dismembered body into," I said."Oh, I LIKE him!" said another voice, owned by a blonde sitting on the sofa."Uh, Tim, meet Laci, with an "I"," said Jenny."Hi, Laci, ' I said, trying to figure out where "lace" had anything to do with the female sitting on the sofa. She was carrying the "butch" affectation a little further than I would have, but. Part 2 : Disappearance:OK, this isn't funny any more. I'd thought that the whole Daphne / Branca thing was a bit weird although I'm up for a bit of kinky fun anyway, like I said. Sure we've been playing around with those toys from under Daphne's bed. But today I found out that things were stranger than I liked to believe.Daphne had been at the gym for her morning work-out and I'd agreed to meet up with her for her weekly check up on weight, body fat measurement, heart rate, blood pressure, BMI.