.She may have been psychic because, as she twirled her long blond hair in her fingers, she licked her lips at me. I wanted to believe it was just a co...ncidence, but it was too obvious the way she did. Slow and light as she looked me right in the eye. I kept talking about something or other, but my mind and eyes were focused on her. Her hand came down and, as I followed it down, I noticed that her legs were parted under her table. From my angle, I could see straight up her skirt to a pair of. We could put you into a normal monster, but since your soul is such a special snowflake I'm going to make you into a special snowflake monster." explained Carnachias.Images and forms appear all around me, with text and numbers explaining them as well. They were ideas made manifest, floating in the void like holograms. Besides all the options for what kind of monster I want to be, the holograms also have information about the world I will be living in, including my archenemies and even a little. Mmm...”He reached around to the front of my thighs and pulled me back on my tongue. My own hands reached back, holding my ass cheeks apart for him.“Oh, god, Tommy ... eat my asshole ... eat me ... fuck you are such a nasty boy! Oh, God, this turns me on so much ... fuck my slut ass with your tongue,” I moaned, as I started bucking back and forth, fucking myself on his tongue.Quickly, my breathing was ragged and sharp. I was moaning with every movement. I was so turned on I needed him quick.I. One of our favourite places were the woods near my house. A place that we could be away from others kids, adults and do our own thing. There was a muddy pond there with an island in the middle, but no bridge. Undeterred I said “I'm going over there,” and my friend protested that “without a bridge, how?” I sat down on the leafy path and took my shoes and socks off and I waded out into the mud. Well... That was just the beginning of it... The feel of the oozing, squelching, black, pond mud on my.