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Lust swelled within Aimi and her clone as they eagerly waited in front of the vats. They had their arms around each other's waists, ready to celebrate their sexy forms. With a moment to spare, they looked back at each other and chuckled girlishly, almost surprising themselves.

It was as momentous as they envisioned it. Two more Aimis stepped out of the mist in sync, walking confidently forward and with their hair gleaming in the fluorescent light. The two saw the awaiting Aimis first and then turned their heads to find each other. Four Aimis in the room now...it was so hot for them to comprehend, especially when Aimi and her clone couldn't keep their hands off of them.

"Oh my God! Oh my God!" Aimi squealed with delight, fondling her clone. Her breasts felt magnificently firm in her hands, and Aimi couldn't wait to yank her shirt off and have some fun. Her clone basked in her affection and blew a kiss at her, telling her to celebrate her success. The other Aimi was just as aroused, pinching her clone's identical butt and biting her lips tastefully. The Aimi clone moaned with pleasure, and fluttered her eyelashes at her clone. Just the way she liked it!

"Shall we get to the good part?" Aimi Two asked Aimi in an excited hush, not batting an eye from Aimi Four's flirty smile.

"Why else are we here?" Aimi replied with a grin. Aimi Three was one step ahead of her. She didn't wait for Aimi to respond and Aimi felt a sharp tug at her shirt as soon as she spoke. Aimi Three yanked her shirt wide open, and the buttons violent bursted off, barely able to contain Aimi's busty chest. Aimi Three planted her lips on Aimi's a second later, and she shut her eyes in satisfaction as she let her clone play around with her tongue. It was the same perfect kiss as she received from Aimi Two, but felt even better. She ripped Aimi Three's shirt off and threw it over her shoulder. As the two simultaneously pulled each other's shorts off, Aimi found herself breathing heavily from the experience, so overwhelmed by her widest fantasies coming to life. And like her kiss, it was even better than Aimi expected, to her delight.

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Lust swelled within Aimi and her clone as they eagerly waited in front of the vats. They had their arms around each other's waists, ready to celebrate their sexy forms. With a moment to spare, they looked back at each other and chuckled girlishly, almost surprising themselves.

It was as momentous as they envisioned it. Two more Aimis stepped out of the mist in sync, walking confidently forward and with their hair gleaming in the fluorescent light. The two saw the awaiting Aimis first and then turned their heads to find each other. Four Aimis in the room now...it was so hot for them to comprehend, especially when Aimi and her clone couldn't keep their hands off of them.

"Oh my God! Oh my God!" Aimi squealed with delight, fondling her clone. Her breasts felt magnificently firm in her hands, and Aimi couldn't wait to yank her shirt off and have some fun. Her clone basked in her affection and blew a kiss at her, telling her to celebrate her success. The other Aimi was just as aroused, pinching her clone's identical butt and biting her lips tastefully. The Aimi clone moaned with pleasure, and fluttered her eyelashes at her clone. Just the way she liked it!

"Shall we get to the good part?" Aimi Two asked Aimi in an excited hush, not batting an eye from Aimi Four's flirty smile.

"Why else are we here?" Aimi replied with a grin. Aimi Three was one step ahead of her. She didn't wait for Aimi to respond and Aimi felt a sharp tug at her shirt as soon as she spoke. Aimi Three yanked her shirt wide open, and the buttons violent bursted off, barely able to contain Aimi's busty chest. Aimi Three planted her lips on Aimi's a second later, and she shut her eyes in satisfaction as she let her clone play around with her tongue. It was the same perfect kiss as she received from Aimi Two, but felt even better. She ripped Aimi Three's shirt off and threw it over her shoulder. As the two simultaneously pulled each other's shorts off, Aimi found herself breathing heavily from the experience, so overwhelmed by her widest fantasies coming to life. And like her kiss, it was even better than Aimi expected, to her delight.

Next Page - Part 5
Previous Page - Part 3

Commission for
Story and Content are part of a Commission and do not reflect the intended story for the character(s) involved (IE - Non-Canon).
And for all commission-related questions or details, please send a Note!

Created using DAZ Studio 4.9