John was just finishing shaking off the last drops of pee when he feltsome unseen force grab him. Like a vice, it squeezed him, pulling himclose and ...gainst the ceramic fixture. Panic gripped John as he foughtthe irresistible force. He levered his upper body back from the urinaljust in time to see the porcelain begin to stir, growing like a livingthing. And it was forming into what looked to be a penis! Not onlythat, but it was moving his way! John fought, struggling against theinvisible. " I hopped into the shower that night before crawling into bed, shaving my legs, and perfecting my landing strip. I put on some pink panties then immediately took them off and decided on a long t shirt. My stomach was filled with butterfly's as I laid in bed. Was I suppose to go to him or would he come and get me? Around midnight I heard a knock on my wall. I looked at myself quickly before slowly walking to his room. I pushed open his door and stood in the doorway, he was sitting in his. Next she put on her lace pink and black bra to hold in and push up her D cup titties. It could barely contain her jugs as they spilled out of it enticingly. Nicki then put on her pink and black plaid schoolgirl skirt. No way in hell that little skirt could even begin to cover her plump booty. She followed this by rolling her white thigh high stockings up her smooth and seductive legs. The final pieces of her slutty outfit were a pair of hot pink 5in platform heels. Nicki is a short slut so. ‘You’re not asleep,’ he whispered. She felt the touch of his cheek press against the side of her neck as she pressed back into the pillow and she moaned a little, involuntarily. A breeze hit her as the sheets were removed from her sleeping body. His hand ran up the side of her leg, leaving a trail of warm oil. He’d been painting. She could smell it on him, feel it in the skin, hardened even on his earlobes. It was caked on parts of his body, plastered dry and flaky in some areas and like.