I was afraid he might call her Lissa and I'd have had trouble with that. But he tagged her with the nickname Ally and that's so different from who I s...e myself as that it helped separate us. But it is kind of funny that we have the same name, we're close to the same size, but she's got bigger boobs, and I'm told she kisses a lot like me. If that's true, I guess I'm pretty good.aroslav: Tell me about your parents.LISSA: Alice Steele and Damon Grant. Sadly, I have only a few clear memories of. She laughed."I'm glad you liked it. I almost came when you did. Lets go upstairs, I don't want us to be caught here in the kitchen with no clothes on. It might be a little hard to explain." She said picking up our clothes.I just nodded, I couldn't talk. I followed her up the stairs. My knees were weak. I had to hold on to the railing. My eyes were glued to her magnificent rear, and I could see her pussy clearly. My pussy got all wet again just looking at her. I reached out and stroked her hard. “You know what fucking is?” He said. I nodded - a friend’s older brother had told us how you fucked a woman and swore he’d done it to his girlfriend. “Fuck her with your fingers. Go on. It’s fucking ace.” So I moved my fingers in and out and, to my surprise, I felt my fingers sliding in and out more easily as I did so. “She’s getting wet, isn’t she? I’ve noticed that when I do it. Just mind out she doesn’t piss on you.” Tommy was wanking as he watched my fingers going in and out f his mum.. The older guy, who showed up last, was a good deal more convivial; he was Douglas, "call me Doug," and I never got his last name either. He seemed to set kind of a bead on Celeste, whose initial response was a little frosty; but he was so easy-going and friendly that it was hard to snub him, and after a few minutes she seemed to warm up a little.In the "dining hall" the waitress suggested pointedly that we all sit together at one table. It seemed churlish to refuse, so we all did. There were no.