The one thing I remember about that performance was how surprised I was at the end of the song. The limelights blinded me during the performance and p...evented me from seeing the audience. When the song ended and the auditorium erupted with applause, it stunned me to see all of those people. At first, I was frightened, but then I felt intrigued by their reaction. Papa said that a person playing an instrument or singing a song holds complete power over their audience. The power to make them feel. It had gone from its usualdeep tones to a honeyed alto that gave him a slight chill of excitementup his spine. "See for yourself," Marissa said, unable to keep the aweout of her voice as she pointed to the full-length mirror standing inthe corner of her room.John walked over and nearly fell again, this time in a swoon. There,staring back at him from the mirror was a walking goddess. She stoodabout 5' 7", a good six inches shorter than John's normal form. Her redhair fell from her face in. Then she lies back down beside the man, her mouth inches from his ear and says, “Fuck her. Fuck her until she cums all over your dick just like I did.”Casey doesn’t fuck Susie as much as she fucks him. He lays there underneath her as she rides him hard. Her tight pussy grips at his turgid flesh as she bounces up and down. Her knees are on the bed, heels pointing behind her as she leans forward to change the angle of her strokes, making her clit drag violently against his shaft. And while she. . The boys don't leave however, and you can hear them outside, mumbling, apparently shocked that timid and innocent little you could actully be such a horny little slut beneath your cute and innocent apparance... This only makes you suck daddy harder, happy to have something to do as you are blushing even more when listening to them... You know it is your last day and are not likely to ever see any of them again, so it matters not what they learn... Let them know what them being too cowardly to.