Nadia rubbed herself back and forth, making sure my nose tickled her clitoris at each stroke. I reached behind her with both hands and firmly grasped ...er buttocks, to steady her as she masturbated on my face. She was getting really worked up, occasionally shuddering before continuing her sliding rhythm. Her panties were getting really wet, and the smell of her sex was driving me wild. Suddenly she stopped moving for a couple of seconds, and then sat down hard on my face. Her sweet pussy juices. Storm Who Walks said that she could, indeed, be transformed and could learn to do all that I can do. I would only need to teach her how to do it. Now, the bad news is that she, too, would not be able to bear children after the transformation, so that is a further decision that she must make."I realize that our situations are different, since I was not offered the opportunity to choose. But, Maria, you can choose which ever path you would like to follow. You can remain just as you are and marry. "Yes, you love that cock, don't you? What else do you do besides suck other men's cocks, hmm?" "Nothing." He pleaded. I rubbed the head along his forehead and down his nose."You sure? No back door?" I answered as I ran the head across his thick lips. He shook his head. "Did you ever want to try opening it up?" I bent over to rub my hand down his back but stopped short of his round, soft ass. We always joked about his 'bubble butt', but this time I was getting the last laugh. "No, please.."He. The devil knows what he’s doing, his eyes watching me carefully, alternating between lapping at the tiny bud of pleasure and sucking the salty essence from my flower. Something in my stomach is building, and I am hardly aware when his hands come under my buttocks, lifting me to a better angle. He plunges his tongue inside me, tasting my inner walls, and the tight coil of sensation is cresting to a feverish pitch. ‘Let it go,’ he says, and in a moment of roughness seizes my clit between his.