Sex Genie: Pleasing My Master

"Excuse me while I clean that up," replied copy Grace, as she leaned over her twin, bending at the waist to lick up the single ounce of missed cum. She licked it tantalizingly slow, overemphasizing the motion of her tongue, and making sure that every single molecule of his essence was digested.

"That was intense," groaned Stephen, feeling very wobbly and like he was about to collapse from the intensity of orgasm.

"It's not over yet, baby," smiled the original Grace, as she began to shed her swim top. The red piece of fabric was launched over onto one of the now empty chairs from the teen girls from earlier. A moment later, the top was joined by the bottoms and another pair, this one in the color of hunter green. Both versions of Grace led Stephen out of the pool, and took him to the nearest lounge chair.

"What do you want me to do?" He asked, looking down at the chair.

"Just lay back in relax," they replied in unison, before looking back at each other in shock, and then divesting into a fit of giggles.

Stephen smiled, and laid down on the chair, face up. Despite his powerful orgasm just a few minutes ago, his cock was still hard, and still ready to go. In this case, that was hardly surprising. There was just something about seeing two copies of your stunning girlfriend that kept him on the edge of his seat and ready for action.

They didn't let him sit by himself for very long. The copy Grace (or at least he thought it was the copy version. It was harder to tell now that they were naked), slowly straddled him, pushing her mound against his swollen phallus and lowered her weight onto him. Stephen felt the intense warmth from between her legs bathe his own body, and he already found himself voluntarily thrusting against her.

"Not yet, baby," she giggled, content to tease him until she was ready to have her way with him. She raised herself slowly, letting the tip of his member angle against her clit. She grabbed his erection firmly, and whacked it against her clit several times, each time demonstrating an audible moan at the feeling it produced.

Stephen would have been content to watch that show for the rest of the afternoon, but he soon found his vision obscured as the other version of Grace slowly lowered herself against his upper body, coming to rest against his chest.

"Hi there," she grinned, as his eyes took in her delectable thighs, her soft pubic hair, and her wet, velvety lips, just begging to be sucked on.

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"That's how you want it then, huh?" He chuckled, looking up at her. She nodded, the grin never leaving her face, while she scooted up and almost completely covered his face with her pussy. Now Stephen could taste the heat, which he had just previously felt against his cock. Grace was practically dripping into his mouth, so turned on was she at their playtime.