Carla and Edith backed towards the bed, their tongues writhing in a passionate combat, and they almost teetered onto the sheets, but Edith held them both there. And that was when Jim saw it. The tendril creeping out from under the bed and curling it's way towards the pair. As it neared them both, the clone of Jim's sister unbuckled her team mate's jeans and thrust them down her smooth legs towards the carpet. The cotton panties soon followed. Then the tentacle progressed towards it's target, and just before it entered the Latino pussy, the end of the tentacle changed into the shape of a slim feminine hand, a match of Edith's! Jim shuddered with delight as the green form implanted itself inside of the swimmer. Edith and Carla were so busy making out that the Latina must have presumed that it was indeed her friend's hand that had just entered her. But how wrong she was, and Jim soon saw the familiar site of something flowing towards the hidden plant.
Soon the tendril exited and both Carla and "Edith" fell back onto the bed, now giggling and squealing as the duplicate had now began to remove the bra off her freind and began to circle each nipple with her tongue. Edith was acting strange, and left one hand away from the action. Jim soon saw why, as vines, similiar to the ones coming out of the plant, wound their way towards the pussy of the latin beauty once again. But this time, something else followed. An egg, similiar to the one that had taken over the spider plant back at Sharon's house, slowly wriggled it's way out of Edith, and the tentacles it had grown clumped together to form the same human hand seen before! That was why Edith was keeping a hand back!
With one effort, the egg came loose and instantly found it's destination, and began to burrow into Carla. The babe still hadn't noticed...maybe Edith was feeding her some natural plant sedative! The possibilities were endless, as Jim had only begun this incredible conquet and witnessed some amazing things already!
As Edith's pod replica and Carla continued their lovemaking session on the bed. Jim noticed that underneath the bed the now familiar site of a ripening cocoon was making itself readily apparent. As Edith ate out Carla's pussy, Carla's cries of orgasmic ecstacy drowned out the noise ofthe pod cocoon hatching and vines breaking. Edith and Carla made out on the bed as Edith laughed. Carla grinned at her and asked what had gotten into her tonight and the Pod Edith reached under the bed and produced a blindfold and a pair of handcuffs.
"Do you trust me, baby?" rplied the duplicate Edith in a perfect match for the original.
Carla smiled and blew her a kiss and said "You know I do."
With that, Carla playfully resisted the impending bondage but gave in as Edith playfuly arrested her to the bed posts with each pair of cuffs. Edith then locked lips with Carla as she placed the blindfold over her eyes tightly. The Pod Edith kissed down from Carla's neck down her chest, circling her breasts and nipples with her tongues making her way down her stomach, but stopping short of her sweet pussy.
At this point, Edith sensuouslyslid her fingers down Carla's bare legs but reached under the bed to reveal the real progeny of tonight's affair; an exact replica of Carla Sanchez - identical in every way to the busty latina blindfolded and handcuffed to the bed. Edith grabbed the mindless doppleganger and pulled her head back and gave her a wicked long deep french kiss - one which seemed to turn the latina clone on - both sexually and like an appliance. The duplicate's eyes flickered and and she took a small gasp then stared at the Edith clone and smiled.
The Pod Carla then grabbed the real Carla's scrunchy to pull her hair back to match Edith's ponytail and turned her attention to the bed where the real Carla was becoming impatient. The Pod Carla continued Edith's ministrations at her stomach where Edith had left off and made her way down to her original's pussy and began to pleasure the original with her fingers.
Carla gasped, and moaned. How could Edith know her spot. She was in orgasmic rapture not realizing that her clone was bringing her to orgasm as Edith's clone and Jim watched in sick amusement as Carla was literally fucking herself.
"Oh, Edith, mami. It's like you know me as well as I do ... don't stop ... don't stop ..."
The Pod Carla grinned and continued the pleasure ...
Sun Jan 16 00:50:29 2005
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