Super old. Musty too. I sniffed at the air as I walked forward, looking around curiously. Hey! I was also not in my human form! I was in my dragon for... – a small, cat-shaped, cat-sized, black scaled dragony ball of cuteness that bore zero resemblance to a cat. Well, not really a ball. But Dad always called me a ball of adorable, so some kind of ball-ness was involved. Like Jean-Luc Picard in a ball pit!I came to a flight of stairs and decided to try and slide down the banister. I hopped on and. A wry smile as I savor your flushed cheeks and stormy eyes.I rise from my knees, my hand slipping around your neck and pulling your lips to mine. We kiss passionately and deeply, ravenous in our need. The taste of you upon my lips wickedly arousing.I feel my hunger pulsing through my veins, heart racing and at this moment every breath for you. Your hands tear at my shirt and eagerly explore my chest. The feel of your breasts against my naked torso making me groan. Your nails rake my back. She enter the room with pallu on her head in her wedding dress, with a glass of milk that we both drunk and finished. That night i fucked her without removing her clothes in standing position. I just removed her panty. opened her blouse from front so that her boobs hangs free. Her hand were on bed, Her left leg was on floor and right leg was on bed. To give me easy access to her vagina. I fucked her in that position. It was not her favorite position but she was happy because I was happy.With. And, one last thing --dinner's formal."After checking her hair in the mirror one more time she drove off.With my witches hat in one hand and an empty bottle of wash fluidin the other I mumbled, "A dinner date. That should be interesting- could turn out to be an awkward evening talking about learning toride a motorcycle, but maybe...."***"What to wear - what to wear - what to wear," I said as I lookedthrough my bedroom closet. A formal dinner -- just the two of us --with probably a servant or.