She gave me a big hug and thanked me. I dropped my condom in with the rest of the trash and wondered what the trash sorters at the food plant would ha...e to say about their findings.The flight took about five hours from gate to gate, which had us arriving around four o'clock local time. I said goodbye to Judy and Paige and was the first person off the plane. I walked to baggage claim to meet my ride. I didn't see anyone there to meet me. I continued to look for a sign with my name on it, but. He assumed that was enough for the girl to reach her organic bliss as she looked to be having the hardest climax in her young life. That massive tool was able to reach all her girly parts. Like the two eager wenches before her she rolled off to the side of Jax’s body and lay flat as little aftershock tremors ran through her body. The last girl got off his face. “Do you still have enough for me?” she asked eyeing that large wet tool. Most of the coating was pussy juice, but there was some of his. It took days, during which I’d learned to feats on the nectar of indigenous flowers to sate my appetite, if not my hunger, which only grew with each sip until I found it hard to think as sexual desire clouded my brain until I nearly forgot my mission. Was this what the butterflies felt, I wondered, or was this some side effect of my metamorphosis – neither insect nor woman, but some strange amalgamation of both. I began to despair; the thought of finding myself in this state permanently might. When they go out they wait for that to happen, this is why they dress like whores. They want men to get horny, to look at them, to want them...to fuck them.As the blonde woman walked into the distance, the man heard a small gasp near by, and when he turns, he sees a gothic girl in a corner, wearing a black dress. She has pale skin and she wears a black lipstick. Her eyeliners make her eyes look seductive and mysterious. The man notices she's pinching her leg, and does it harder and harder, like.