"You know she always was slightly arrogant thinking she's too worthy to betouched, let alone fucked" Mr. Parker underlined his last words slapping ina...ain the pen, which menaced once more to fall out of the slippery cunt. The poor brunette could do nothing but suffer the degrading treatment. Herbody, even if a little bit plump, was something to be proud of. She was, whennot kneeling, 5' 2" tall, with white impeccable skin and generous e-cup tits.To say truth her tits were her best assets. "It. I was wet quickly, and wetted my hand in my own pussy juices. Then I put it around Marks cock, and very slowly drew it up to the head, and then down as far as it would go. Mark was rubbing me like I had shown him, and I could feel the blood engorge my pussy. Mark was clearly wanting me to speed up, but I would not. He was not insistent, but I could tell he was getting frustrated. I pulled his hand away, and quickly sat up and swung my leg over him. I reached down and slowly guided his swollen. Then realizing how strong and graceful I felt, I stretched out my arms,trying out all of my new muscles. Suddenly I froze as something elsecaught my notice in the mirror. A huge pair of glittery transparent wingsstretched out from my back, looking something like those that would be ona butterfly, but not quite. They looked grander and much moremagnificent.After a moment of just staring at my wings and then turning to look atthem directly... to prove that they weren't just an illusion, I. You know, for a long weekend or something."I looked at him."If you want to try. I mean, if you want to still see me. We could do the long distance thing. I could come out here once a month; you could come to Chicago once a month. That way it would be like every other week."I rolled my lips in together."Or, I could come out once every other month, and you could come see me on the odd months." Long distance relationships don't work." You could come to Chicago," he said. "Join my practice."I shook.