But what exactly would it mean if we did swap our consciousnesses?”She answered, “It does sound incredible, but Vesta said that we would retain ou... own subconscious, instinctual personas, but our conscious thoughts would transfer. Meaning that if you really wanted to use my body like a whore, then you could do that, and I might experience it with you. You might also sense when I’m taking advantage of having a cock and trying for some pussy.”I said, “Okay, I don’t think it’ll hurt anything. We. I mean, I roll over and there’s a soft, feminine form in bed with me. As gently as I can, I slide up behind her, spooning, putting my arm around her.Her hand grasps mine lightly, guides it to a firm breast, and she wiggles back against me.“Those tugs almost sound like distant thunder,” she said softly, wiggling back some more. “Lovely sound.”I pushed my nose into the tousled hair in front of me, breathed deeply.“I can feel your heartbeat, Josh.”“I feel your breathing.”“Mmmmm. I love you, you. I would be inviting over another sexy friend of mine by the name Shawn. Shawn was a tall guy, with dark hair, brown eyes and a great body. He was also going to serve as my slave for the evening. I had instructed him to come by about 20 minutes before Candy would arrive so I would have a little time to get him ready.The outfit I chose for myself was a black one piece vinyl teddy with a thong back and snap away crotch. I was wearing some full legged fishnets and a pair of black spiked heels. I. ‘No underwear? We are asking for trouble aren’t we?’ there was that tone again as he cocked an eyebrow. Before Lexi could even think to respond, and with no warning, SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! his hand crashed down on her buttocks with such force and speed. Ugh! The pain felt so damn good, she could barely contain her excitement and couldn’t control her actions as she started to squirm, in a desperate attempt to rub her swollen clit against his leg. It was all over as soon, just as quick as it had.