“Xandra,” he groaned as the air elemental danced around him, winds undoing knots and buttons of his clothing, stripping my husband naked so I coul...d admire his midnight-black flesh. He wasn’t the muscular rock that was Thrak, but he was still fit.“Love admiring my changeling,” I sang, rubbing my thighs together. My pussy was so juicy right now.“I know. I can smell your excitement,” a voice purred behind me.I let out a startled jump, whirling around to find Xera standing a few paces away, her. Howto describe it? She GLOWED. Perhaps it was the after-effects of being wokenearlier by her master's expert fingers stroking between her thighs before positioningher and penetrating her from behind - she hadn't climaxed but it had felt verysoothing and simply plain nice. He had cupped her breasts and played with herringed nipples as he gently thrust into her body. Then, having spent himself,the man who had transformed her life just held her close again until she driftedoff into a deep sleep.. Packing her hiking boots, shorts, tank top, sports bra, and panties in the lockbox by the oak. Already she felt turned on, simply by being so exposed out in the open. The light cool breeze ran over her pale naked skin, causing goosebumps over her perky c-cup breasts. A tingle ran down her spine at the thought about what she was about to do, about how helpless and exposed she would be.Taking a look at her bondage gear, she decided to start with the body harness. Slipping her legs through the. If I didn’t it would only be a couple of paragraphs . Betty was a woman I worked with for a few years and we seemed to have a lot of things in common. On our lunch hours we would spend time sitting discussing , marriages, kids, and home life. Betty got married and soon after left the company and moved out of state. Betty and I hadn't seen each other in years until one day I ran into her at the mall. We recognized each other immediately and started up a conversation as friends would do. I don’t.