She laid her hand on the warming flesh of the big reptile and thankedhim again. The tongue lingered one last time brushing against her skinand then th... head drew away and lay against the gradually warming stoneas the big snake turned to the more important task of soaking up themorning heat the stone was absorbing.Selicia's hand fell to her side and she returned to her wanderings. Eachmorning thereafter she made certain to stop by the rock and pause there.Most mornings the snake would be there. I wanna feel it all inside me and make me only yours.” I gasped as he began to kiss my neck and suck on my porcelain skin, leaving dark purple love bites, marking me as his inside and out.He moaned and pulled his head back to look at me before wrapping his hands around my throat gently as he begin to softly thrust into me, at a slow pace he put his hands on my throat and applied light pressure.His eyes searched mine, searched for approval and I nodded my head, and it let him know I was okay. ?Joanne had further to travel and left for college early.?Ok, just stick by your friends. Don't let that teacher bother you,"said Laura as he prepared to leave.?I think I'll leave this bike behind and walk soon," he thought as hemade his way to school. He had had to adjust the seat height again.He arrived to find Kelly waiting to greet him as usual. His morningkisses were becoming slightly longer, not that he minded.?I can't wait to see you as a girl," she whispered.?We both have to wait for. When we met, she was a sixteen-years-old, five foot three, 125 pounds virgin with auburn hair, sky-blue eyes, and the best ass in the contiguous states of the old Confederacy. I was a seventeen-years-old big goofy-ass redneck with two previous, and decidedly awkward, sexual experiences under my personalized leather belt. We met on a blind date and quickly fell in love, and then in lust; lots of lust, hours of making out, fingering and handjobs at the beginning. Then, one winter's Saturday.