Despite being a mother of two, she was stunning. Being my twin s1ster, she was tall, muscular, long-legged and slim like me, but there the similarity ...ended. She had long hair and well-defined hips where I hadn't, and she had an eye-turning front rack, which I — luckily — had not. She wore a two-piece apparel that on first look seemed to be a dress but was not. It clearly had inspiration from African traditions but with a remarkable European twinge to it. I could barely take my eyes off her. It was hours before I laid on the very edge of the blankets. I woke to Heather trying to get through the ward and sat up.She bit her lip, "I have to pee."I looked around, it was a couple of hours before dawn. I stood and went to shut the section of the ward off, "do not go far."She looked at me before she took the blanket off and handed it to me. She took a few steps and squatted and started to pee. Tabitha was suddenly handing me her blanket and moving out beside Heather. She turned to face me. " Looking at his questioningeyes behind the veil, she patted his thigh. "But actually, wer'e even closer than that! You are actually me! I admit I am a very vain, narcissistic and sadistic person, darling. My secret fantasy growing up was to have a twin sister who would be my complete slave.And if I ever got sick I could use her for spare parts. Oh, (smile) I see you still don't quite understand. You are a clone, of me, except I had the switch flipped from female to male. Also some. ”Tina's fingers were circling her clit through the wet silk..."I Bet Lucy would love to get off in these," she gasped, "well, so do I, she can have them when I've finished with them."With that, Tina let out a gush of fluid all over the crotch mingling with Marcel and Kris’s spunk. She pulled the sodden satin to one side ripping it a bit in the process, but she didn't care, she just wanted to get off. It didn't take long and the effect of the slippery silk produced a spectacular orgasm as she.