I enjoyed his gentle lingering touch on my body and my reciprocation was fascinating. The darkness, and our consequent inability to see each other’s...physical attributes, intensified my excitement. The only way to discover each other was by touch alone.Just as I became secure in the closeness of my unseen stranger I was startled by the touch of a second pair of hands on my back. My natural immediate instinct was to flee. But then I quickly remembered why I had put myself into this situation in. "Ooh year dad, that feels good!" my son grunted as he rubbed back and forth across my tongue, which for some reason I hadn't retracted, keeping it stuck out to slurp the last of my mistress's pussy juices.He did this a few more times, the watching boys howling with laughter, raising cries of 'faggot!' and 'fuckin' cocksucker!' Then he stood up straight, looking down at me from above past his throbbing cock a cold hard look in his eyes that made me tremble as to what was coming next."Keep that. "He arched an eyebrow. "You are no house-lady here, Ailara. You cannot command me to do anything. I am not one of your servants." But She...she..." He silenced me with a snort."I am a Myrnotaur. My kind keep Harems, Ailara. If I cannot reside with my people, I shall build my own herd of your kind instead." But we aren't even the same kind!" His words stung so! I would not be replaced! "She's a Sylvan, I'm a human!"Oluth rolled his eyes. "You're all the same small, pink, and soft things to me."I. A short while later Ranma and Akane are running down the road late for school as always both at 18 took alot of the same clases together with a small difference, Ranma as a boy was learning how to spit and roast meat, Akane as a girl was learning how to be meat, Akane didnt know it yet but by the end of the week she very well might be meat. Once Ranma and Akane were close to the school they heard the bells begin to ring, Oh no Ranma were gonna be late Akane yelled with fear in her voice, Akane.