Her predominant color was a soft pink, and she came across as the stereotypical air-headed little blonde bimbo so many guys love to fantasize about. ... Suzette; Demure (at least as demure as one of us could get.) sweet natured, and quite submissive. Her colors were soft earthy oranges with lovely strawberry blonde hair and soft blue eyes. Melody; she had a lovely soprano singing voice, pale blonde hair with just enough gold in it to avoid being platinum, and was again a little taller. She closed her eyes and took a huge breath almost expecting the inky blackness of the surrounding shadows to flow into her mouth filling her lungs and drowning her soul in darkness forever.. She body started to shake uncontrollably as she came yet again sending a sensation of pleasure shooting to every corner of her. Suddenly she felt weightless, as if she was falling backwards into a void only to crash back to earth as she came hard again. She could feel wet goo oozing out of her pussy. I went out and found a toad by the garage and figured my worthless cat would be the donor. I placed the toad under the blanket and waved the wand slowly over the blanket, nothing seemed to happen but the toad remained motionless, I grabbed the cat covered it with the blanket and scanned the wand again. Still nothing happened for a few minutes then all at once the blanket leaped up into the air and hopped across the room. I grabbed the blanket and couldn't believe it, there was a toad exactly. ‘Help me do that.’ He didn’t pursue the point. He was being invited to do what he’d wanted to do ever since he’d seen the forlorn, lost look on the beautiful young woman’s face at the airport luggage carousel. She was well out of his league, he’d known, but he taken his chances anyway. And now wasn’t the time to speak. If he said anything, he was sure he’d muck the chance up. Lisa arched her back and moaned as she lay on the rug in front of the fire, her blouse unbuttoned, and reveling in Sam’s.