Have sex with your clone

Sophie 1: "Are you kidding me? Now we get busy."

Sophie 2 is about to object, but stops mid-sentence upon seeing you undress. It's not the same as seeing yourself in the mirror - this is a separate human being, acting of her own volition. It looks slightly different too, her features not being mirrored like you'd see in a reflection. It's very easy for you to justify these advances to each other.

Sophie: "Alright!"

You two have but one brain cell between yourselves, and it goes into power saving mode whenever seeing a (1) boob. Your clone forgets all about her reservations as you climb under the blanket and park your gorgeous body over hers. No worries or questions - no desire to get to work anymore, and no wondering where this clone even came from. To you, the age-old question of what to do when meeting your clone isn't even a question.

You're both fairly adept at both sex and masturbation. There must be something slightly cooked in your brain, because you've never showcased needing an ounce of a refractory period. If no other obligations **** you to, you can easily orgasm twenty times in a single session. In part due to this, your endurance is astounding. You and your clone both are well aware of this, and the knowledge only serves to fuel your arousal.

You plant sloppy kisses all over Sophie 2's face while plunging two fingers deep down her. She's so overwhelmed that at first she doesn't know what to do besides putting you in a leg lock. Realizing how fruitless this is, she instead fondles your hair with her other hand and tries fingering you back, although she's having trouble reaching it, with your hand already in the way.

Sophie 2 can't handle it anymore, and the combination of stimulation and frustration sends her over the edge. You can feel her insides satisfyingly clenching against your fingers. Your lips curl into a smile at this accomplishment.