She was of Puerto Rican decent and her hair was long, thick and dark. Her skin was dark and soft. John had only see her feet once before. It was when ...he had come over to help his wife with a project and she slipped out of her pumps. John remembered by completely transfixed. Her toes were so dark and sweet looking.His wife continued, “Well she has been wearing black leather boots and sheer white nylons all day. I know how you love the contrast of her dark toes against the white silky nylons.”. I was getting pretty good at it. I was having a bit of trouble keeping shape during extreme emotional states. I would, if not very careful, revert to my natural form. Extreme emotional states you ask? The panic you feel when your head has been held forcefully held underwater for 2 minutes. The bliss of orgasm (The only one I had this week. Like I said, Trefual is a slave driver.). Have you ever been tased for 10 solid minutes? I have, I don't reccomend it. The pain from that is nothing compared. It ran him down in his dream, and killed him. Holy fuck, he could still remember the sensation of pain, unimaginable pain, in his bones and muscles as they started to tear to pieces. Saran wrap being pulled apart, resistant and pliable at first, before it started to give way in a bloody mess. He now knew what it felt like to die, in the most horrible way possible. What a lovely memory to have drilled into his mind for the rest of his life.Nasty nightmare? It was unusual for a nightmare. God. As I lent over to kiss her she tensed up and I felt her cum shower my hands as she moaned into my mouth. She lay on the bed, uncovered, naked and beautiful in my arms, panting and breathless. 'It's your turn now, I want to make you cum too!' She shuffled down the bed and pulled the covers over her head. She started on my nipples, licking and sucking them and as she gained courage she lowered her body down further and set to work on my begging pussy. She slid her fingers into me and worked my.