She was certain he had even looked right at her. As for his will, so far it would seem that it was bent entirely toward sex, something at which he was peerless in Ada’s experience. Between the aphrodisiac and the quality of the sex asian itself, Ada continued to give herself to the satyr at almost every opportunity. She had never in her life had so much sex in so short a time. On top of that, she had not failed to have at least two orgasms at any one encounter. It reminded her of japanese something she did once with two of her male college friends. The two men had been roommates and it was just the three of them there that night drinking and talking. She made out to be more wasted than she actually was and began to flirt outrageously with both of them. Before the night was over they had taken turns on her which was just what she was after to satisfy her curiosity. The most memorable part about it though was that it had been great sex. Two had definitely been better than one, she had cum with each of them and each of them had her twice. Unfortunately one could not continue to behave like that within a group dynamic so it remained an isolated experience. That was what Big Boobs being taken by the satyr reminded her of and that was the source of her continuing mixed feelings about being his current host. Great sex is after all great sex, no matter how you get it and this was her vacation wasn’t it. That thought made her begin to sense her growing desire again and again she pushed it aside. The water was cooling so she got out of the tub to dry herself. Ada stood before the bath mirror where she had first seen the large dot tattoo, the one like Mike’s but a different color. She opened her towel to see herself naked. Interestingly she liked what she saw more than she had just those few days ago. She really did feel sexier than ever and if the cost of that was that she was literally ready for sex most of the time well she would just have to get used to that because she did not want to get rid of the satyr like Mike had. Not just yet at least. She now knew that she could pass it to another tattooed person, male or female, and she may well do that at the end of her little vacation adventure. In the meantime she still had more to learn. She had yet to have sex with someone who was not tattooed and she now believed that she could have anyone she wanted, male or female. Ada realized that her mind had made the shift to thinking only of sex and she was becoming quite aroused. Her nipples were tight and hard though it was warm in the room and what she wanted more than anything right then was to go to bed and start touching herself. She didn’t though, “No more than once a day.” She told her reflection. That made her grin at the ridiculousness of such an admonition and that reminded her of the satyr’s wicked grin. “Once a day.” She repeated and felt quite wicked herself. Ada wanted a few hours of interracial sleep after her bath so she set her phone to wake her at eight. When it did she felt less than well slept but that would pass with a few cups of coffee. She also felt like she had been having energetic sex recently which was quickly becoming her normal state. Instead of being satisfied though she wanted more. She even had sex filled dreams in the night. That made her wonder if she could wake in the night to find herself… she let the thought pass. Coffee and doughnuts were in the front office and so was the morning desk guy. She got the benefit of his full attention again but this time he had a sport coat and tie on, he was wearing aftershave as well. I felt my heart pounding as he walked away. “I was watching the press conference. ‘I’m sorry’ Kellee said ‘I’d had a few drinks by the pool’ she tried to excuse herself while trying not to keep looking at my cock. While he maintained interracial his masculinity to a point, refusing her offer of becoming a woman like her, she’d certainly done a number on him. He shows no emotion, he is just looking at me with what looks like indifference. I got an email from Jeannie of my bank. “There has to be Big Boobs some sort of mistake! My heart pounded faster. She was quickly silenced by the cruel laceration of both her breasts by a whip-cut deep enough to start a fine spray of blood. “Wait until you see them without my bra on,” I told her and winked. Lucas wondered if it was safe to wander in the jungle. She returned to her room noticing japanese the linens had been changed and the night asian shirt and panties she had warn last night were no where to be seen.