Forgetting that she was in her human form, she called forth her Phoenix fire and was surprised to find her special abilities responding. She was glad,...though, because she didn't want to send her sister's ashes into the sky as a pterodactyl. Whenever she was a pterodactyl, she tended to think in terms of whether or not something could be eaten. That was too limiting for this sad occurrence."Goodbye, Miranda," Murielle sang out as she raised her hands, "I'll always love you..." Cool, blue fire. She’s a size 6.’ Ivan scurried off and returned with two pairs. The first one was white with pink highlights. It had a two inch heel, and looked very pretty. Ivan must have gotten some hint from Natasha that two inches was a minimum and had brought a three inch black strappy heel. She tried the white and pink one first, and found it to be gorgeous. It was very much her style, just taller. She smiled as she admired them in the mirror. The black pair seemed very tall for her. She could feel the. They shared every hobby, always had a class together, and hung out with each other religiously. Both of them were part of the other's families to the point where their families were nearly inseparable and definitely best friends. Ben and Matt felt very comfortable discussing sexual topics such as jerking off with each other. Matt had always known that Ben had a thing for older women. At the beginning of his senior year of high school, Ben felt an urge to begin masturbating sometimes to another. My dick is too fucking hard, I can't stand the confinement. I take myself in my own hand and give it a few strokes as you watch, almost mesmerized. Precum is already leaking, I need to clean it off. I run my dick against your cheek, marking my territory for the night and giving you a glimpse of what's to come. "Open those sexy lips." These are the first words I've spoken to you, and they're not gentle or kind. You don't obey quickly enough. You need to be punished. I slap your face with my dick.