I dropped my hand to wash his cum from my hairs but he pushed me back against the tiled wall."Let me do that" and began to kiss me. My arms went round...his neck and held him tightly to my breasts, his hand between us, feeling between my legs, finding my hole, inserting, moving, stimulating my core. He whispered in my ear "Wash me" and my hands dropped, found him, held it, washed over it, felt it stir. I knew he would take me again at any moment and urgently said "Bed. In bed. Take me to bed.". Was your fear going to stop you from enjoying your last hours? No way. You move out of your bed. You stretch your arms wide. You yawn, putting your body at ease. You brush your teeth like you would everyday, just because you are going to die soon, doesn’t mean that you are going to stay home and cry about it. You enter the shower, setting it to a soothing temperature. You close your eyes, enjoying every soothing drop of water that hits your skin. You get dressed, putting on your favorite. It's inappropriate to kiss a married woman. Now suck my tits and eat out my pussy and ass." What if someone tells your husband?" I mumbled with her amble breast in my mouth. I began fingering her.She motioned to her body. "If you were married to this, would you give it up just because I got a little strange?" She had a point. I began eating her out. My tongue was still in her pussy when the attendant knocked on the door. Lana flung the door wide open not caring at all. "Did someone else need. "I know what you're up to, cat. You're goingto fix it back or end up at the pound," he threatened.The cat merely hissed back at him. "I'm serious," Emmett said.The cat struggled to get free of him scratching up his hands. Emmettdropped the cat and got the travel container. As he did, he suddenly feltsick and collapsed on the floor. Looking down, he saw his hands becomesmaller and his finger nails grow. His hair became jet black and short. Ashis face became more feminine, he suddenly couldn't.