With her small frame, Beth could have used the jersey as a blanket. The jersey was needed, because when Beth was arrested she had on only a thigh leng...h trench coat."Damn Cosmo is turning all you women into sluts." I muttered.Beth spoke as she was dialing her cell phone. "Darn it Ron! It was not my fault. That police officer got it all wrong." Sure Beth, you show up at a well known, pick up-slash-hooker bar, dressed only in a trench coat. Than invite an undercover police officer to come out to. Cas led her inside and the main room was lovely. It was done with lots of wood and rugs rather than ubiquitous wall-to-wall carpeting. When Cas turned on the light, El could see some very comfortable furniture and a wonderful fireplace and mantle. There was a clock hanging above the mantle. Cas went right over and took it down. Then she took El’s painting and put it on top of the mantle.“Yes, I knew it would look perfect there!”“Cassie…”“I know, El, I know. But I just had to see it there.”El. You concentrate and your wings slowly retreat into your shoulder blades. You squeeze your eyes closed as your tail curls back into your body. Next, you flex your hands and your claws withdraw inside. You smile as you look down at yourself. You stand at an imposing height of six feet and two inches. Your body is lithe, glamoured to look tanned rather than the vivid red of your original complexion. Your hair is the colour of obsidian, cropped neatly just shy of your shoulders. A snap of your. She felt a barrel roll under and laid her arms on it for support and then saw from the corner of her straining eye, her jailor lead the black horse she had left out towards her pussy, its cock unsheathed and ready, all twenty thick inches of it!She felt her jailor place the horse's cock at her cunts entrance, the knobbed head slipping in before instinct took over and the horse surged Forward, slipping 18 of its 20 inches of horse dick inside her pussy, pushing open and past her cervix and.