Resists

Even though every fiber of her being is telling her to take this opportunity and allow this “man,” who says he’s her from another universe, to have his way with her, Kylie pushes those thoughts to the side. She shakes her, “No, we can’t. It would be too weird.” She may be saying no, but her eyes can’t help darting back to Kyle’s magical dick. She bites her lips and moans, but then violently shakes her head and forces herself to look away, looking right at the ground in front of her. “You and I are the same person. We shouldn’t do that. It would be like I was having sex with my clone.”

Kyle, who has now completely taken of his pants and underwear, walks up to her. “Well then, don’t think about it as fucking yourself. If you want, just think about it in a different way.” Kyle is now right in front of Kylie, giving her a great view of the cock she so clearly desires. She gasps and turns around, trying so desperately not to look at it and give into her desire. “Because here’s what I think. If you truly didn’t want a piece of this, you would have flown away by now.” Kylie knows he’s telling the truth, but she doesn’t want to admit.

Kyle is now right behind her, his cock resting comfortably in-between the asscheeks of Kylie’s uniform, eliciting another moan from his female counterpart. “There’s a word on my Earth that you may not know. The word is ‘brother,’ which is the male equivalent to sister. You do know what a sister is right?” he asks. She nods her and says, “Uh-huh.” He places his hands on Kylie’s arms, and starts rubbing them erotically. He leans a little closer, so that he’s right at her ear. “Just think of it as fucking your brother. Your twin brother. Can you do that? Can you be a good sister for your brother? Or a bad one, depending on how you look at it?” His hands have now found themselves in new locations. One is at Kylie’s chest and the other is right at her crotch area, rubbing circles where he knows her pussy is.