.. what would they look like?” he asked. “Would they be dragons or humans?”“A little of both. Their kind has been conceived before, in ages lo...g past, though they were rare even then. They appeared as stout men of mortal form, their fingers clawed, their hides covered in tough scales. They were not unlike how I appeared to you last we made love, but that is their natural state, not a result of a partial polymorph.”“And will they be able to change their shape, as you do?”“So that they might. Clean them up.” Catherine demands as she shoves her fingers in my mouth. I greedily start licking my juices off her fingers as Diane stops sucking on my neck and starts whispering in my ear again saying, “Look at you, you dirty little slut. Clean your mistress’s fingers good. That’s right suck them clean like the dirty little whore you are. “ I clean every last drop off of Catherine’s hand as Diane starts kissing my neck and chest. Her hands roaming over my breasts squeezing them and pulling on. She made me shower first and then locked herself in the bathroom to get ready. I decided to try my hand at some blackjack while she was getting ready so I went downstairs and told her to come find me when she was ready.About 35 minutes after sitting down at the black jack table I got a text message from Stephanie. It was a picture she took in the mirror in our bathroom. She was standing there in the lingerie from our wedding night, the same she wore from our own lap dance adventure at home. The. Fatigue didn't seem possibleas we both experienced orgasm after orgasm."Who needs men when another werewoman can satisfy you forever?" Ipurred."Exactly, but women cannot get you pregnant," Susan replied."I know, but who cares?" I said."You don't know what it is like to be a mother. Your desires are notfully formed. You'll want kids soon enough and that means finding moremen to fuck." More fucking. Bring it on!" You're feisty and rough. I might just want to settle down with you.What you gonna.