Ever since I was in high school,I've always wanted to wear a prom dress. I am still young, but not thatyoung anymore, unfortunately and high school a...a few years back. So Iperused the racks looking for a cute one to try on. I would look up tosee if the SA is paying any attention to me, but she seemed busy arrangingthings on the other side of the store. Prom dresses are getting to bereally skimpy these days but they looked so pretty. One that caught myeye was a peach colored short sleeved. ." So then you have nothing to worry about." Confirmed the barman. "If you are this Godlike figure you claim to be then the riddles of some carnival fortune teller should just brush off you. You're too powerful to believe in all that fatalistic bullshit."Everything started to become much clearer in Lisa's head. This guy was right. Since when did a Demigod have to worry about the words and warnings of a mere mortal? "Screw her" she thought, "I need to have my fun, I've gone way too long without. I wanted to be his slave. He then said that even though my outfit looked nice, that I needed to take it off down to my bra and panties. He hadn’t noticed that I was not wearing a bra. I wondered why I was so easily obeying him. This was a man that I barely knew and I was stripping in front of him. It didn’t feel uncomfortable as I slipped out of my skirt and vest. As I removed my blouse, I felt the cool air against my skin. He pulled on the. Bottom Bull’s cock was wet with a mixture of pre-cum, lubricant and my own saliva. What I loved most about his cock was the big head. How it swells as I suck on it. How it gets wet with crystal drops of his salty, tasty pre-cum.I'm sitting on my knees, with my arms stretched to support my weight. I must look like a Japanese geisha waiting to serve her master. The view of my (well lubed) round pale ass right next to his hard black throbbing cock (threatening to invade it) must be amazing. I arch.