She pressed her butt back against the front of his pants and bent over to look at a lower shelf. The Sesame Street shirt fell forward and he knew that..., if he bent over too, he could look up it and see her hanging breasts. He moved back and brought his right hand down on the tight fabric covering her butt. The sound was unbelievably loud to Kris."HEY!" she yelped, standing up.She looked both ways and shot him a murderous look."You're acting like a slut," he whispered."So?" Her face didn't. I was paralyzed with shock, and she was still kissing me when she half-crawled into my lap; one hand squeezed at my pecs while the other cool hand slipped underneath my shorts and wrapped itself around my cock. Against my better judgment, I was getting hard around her.She was stroking me and squeezing me perfectly, and only moments later I was hard as a rock in her hand. She finally lifted her lips from mine, looking at me curiously.At last, I managed to speak. "Lin, what the hell are you. Sure that my cock and balls were there, Ibit back a cry as I felt only a pussy there. Flipping my skirt up, I bitback another cry as I saw it was a realistic looking pussy, but when Ifelt it, it wasn't warm, like real skin would be.Hoping that my cock and balls were still there, I moved my hands up to theblouse and unbuttoned it to get a closer look at the D or E cup breastshanging from my chest unsupported. They also weren't warm, so they werejust as fake as my pussy, but why, why do this to. Michelle inhaled deeply and could smell the heady aroma of musk which filled the room, accompanied by the squishy sounds of Jenny's fingers driving in and out of her obviously wet cunt. Michelle was now sliding her hand across her clit and pushing her fingers into her soaked pussy as she heard Jenny's breathing get more laboured and her moaning louder. Michelle raised her own fingers to her mouth and tasting herself had a flash in her head wondering what Jenny would taste like. Shaking that.