With the watches we don't need 'em ... sorry, them. We do have a couple of tractors ... the boys mow with them ... and they hate it. 1200 acres ... mi...us the hangars and runway, the house and Inn. It's a lot of grass. No golf carts either.Oops ... got side tracked, mom said I would. You should see her journals! Sex! sex! and More sex! She made me read them so I'd know what was happening to my body. I still don't get it. Mom said if I went to 'regular' school, I'd probably know more about sex. My tail plays out across the ground, long and thin like a whip. I flex my toes and gouge deep gashes in the carpet.For a moment I’m lost in this new body. The sensations of my skin. Of my sex. It’s blissful. I could just lie down and enjoy the pleasures being a demon all day.But then my eyes open and I see John and Danny staring at me.“Oh SHIT.” I say.“Language,” mutters Danny, with his jaw hanging slack. A wet spot in his jeans suggests that he might have jizzed himself a little. My nose. Turner, I'm Nathan Reece and this is my wife, Kara." "Willow, they are our neighbors, look, they brought us an apple pie, Isn't that nice of them?" I smile and shake their hands. The husband slightly tightens his grip on my hand and grins at me. I can't help but notice how young they both look. I'm guessing they can't be any older than maybe, twenty-two. Jason and I are both in our mid-forties, but I shouldn't worry about their age, it’s not like we plan on doing anything we shouldn't. "That is. I kissed her pussy and immediately sank my tongue deep into her pussy. She squealed in delight, as I have always taken my time with pussy eating. Tonight, I wasn’t wasting any time.Nasreen liked the way I fucked her pussy with my tongue. Her juices tasted sweet and her scent was as stimulating as the ocean breeze. I always loved the way she tasted and smelled, and tonight was no exception.After a few minutes of tongue-fucking, her breathing got heavier. She placed her hands on the sides of my.