When he returned home, he kissed his statue, finding that its lips had become warm. The more he touched it, the more the ivory lost its hardness, beco...ing as living flesh.”“Did that really happen?” Ethan asked.“Sure, why not,” she muttered dismissively. “The point is, with enough energy, I can transform this cold stone into warm flesh. I can create blood, nerves, breath. But like a serpent basking beneath the morning sun, I must warm myself, free myself from this lethargy. You shall be my. During all this she already had her first orgasm, and second was building in her, and my hands were squeezing her tits and pinching and pulling her nipples and pounding her harder, deeper and faster and in between kissing and licking all over her back very gently, finally she had her second orgasm and was relaxed a bit and I was also on the verge of reaching climax, and with a really deep, hard and strong stroke I climaxed, and lay over her back catching my breath with my dick still in her and. I yearned to lick catch it in my mouth. I wanted to wrap my mouth around the thick bulbous head just like I had done two days earlier. I wanted his salty sweet precum to tickle my taste buds but I struggled with the belief that I was totally straight. I wasn't attracted to Dave or any man for that matter. I didn't want to kiss him or be intimate and affectionate with him. My desire was primal. It was raw and it was powerful. I wanted his cock and his cum and nothing more but I wanted it bad.My. Your clothes for today are on the bed. " What time do you expect Amy home?"The mention of her daughters name brought her back to the reality of her situation. "She should be home around 5:00. Ms. Simon," answered the naked, dripping teacher."You have 30 minutes to get ready. Meet me in the kitchen."Mary dried quickly and looked on the bed for her clothes. She found a red garter belt with red stockings and the 6" heels. She dressed and then dried and styled her hair. The make-up was not to her.