Our hearts beat to rhythms that echoed in the mountains, that drummed in canyons and whispered across plateaus. We were children. The world was brutal, dark, and untamed, and it was innocent. They did not have a name for me, as titles and labels were still things of the future, but to say they revered asian me would not be an overstep. For the world of my parents was governed by the prison of rock, and that governance was ever-present in their minds, and so I was born of it, the manifestation of earth itself. You can call me ‘Elemental,’ but to them, I was a liberator. I could turn unpassable fjords into plateaus, and unassailable mountains into passes, and my parents, those who had been slaves to the contours and epochs of time and stone, were set free. From their cages they went, venturing into new lands. Lands of forest and jungle, and life, where new thoughts rode the winds of cognizance; thoughts of creation, of progress, and of destiny. His thoughts. That is where I found him, another like me. He was wild like I was, untamed, unbridled and beautiful. He created herds with a wave of his hand, filled the sky with a blow of his lips, and raised forests with a click of his heels. Our people mingled and merged, not creating a hierarchy, but learning of each other, understanding each other. His people had hooves and horns, antlers and claws, and mine were of brawn and build, distance and strength. We did not define the races japanese as you do, but realized our sameness more than our differences. There were eyes and noses with which to see and smell, ears and mouths to listen and to taste, and skin to touch and feel… to touch and feel. I had never known the senses that compelled my parents, for I was an idea. My interaction came through the medium of other ideas; the idea of water, the idea of sun, and the idea of wind. The worlds were one, yes, but I was a prisoner to the higher plane, just as my parents had been prisoners to the ridges and cliffs of our homeland. He set me free. For upon our meeting of smiles and stares, he dared a hand on my shoulder, and my breath… my breath caught! I had never known breath, but it surged into my japan lungs, filling deliciously before the cadence of my newfound heartbeat. And I felt the sweet caress of his palm on my flesh, and the sensation was overwhelming. I ran away, feeling grass and rock beneath my soles, feeling wind across my nudity and exhilaration in my chest. I had thought I’d known joy before, but it was a lie. I screamed the primal joy of life with my mothers and fathers, and rejoiced with them. That night, our people danced as we were meant to; before the roar of a great fire, beneath the blanket of stars. Their silhouettes shifted with the thunder of drums, and their bodies spoke with greater understanding than their tongues ever could. My eyes met his across the blaze, and I smiled. Then I vanished into the woodlands, giggling with the knowledge of what was to come. I was bathing in a stream. The moonlight touched the calm water with a dazzling of white light, and it reflected upon my flesh in pastel patterns. They danced like aqueous snakes along the long column of my neck, between the ample protrusion of my bust, over the flat of my belly, and down the soft lines of my pelvis. My white mature hair and eyes marked me as an Elemental, the pale smoothness of my flesh spoke of youth, and the blush cum of my cheeks and nethers betrayed my desire. He was watching me from the bushes, as pale and white-haired as I was, with a face carved by the hand of some master, and a body chiseled with the same care. He had a tail that wrapped about one muscular thigh, and between that thigh and the other, I saw his want. It was the first time I had ever felt embarrassment. Never had I been ashamed of my body, but I had never used it as a woman. The fear heightened the excitement, and the motions I made turned libidinous with instinct. My free hand caressed her ass, tickled asian her hole with a gentle pressure. You can’t drink here!” Rachel said as she realized what Ashley had. cum First he gave... me a... sandwich... mmmh... then the pickle... ooh... after that we... rested... for my little BUTT...” Her eyes pop open as she pushed down japan and shook holding mature herself there. Julia was excited when she arrived and found Zane was there, she had hoped he would be, and in the pool japanese no less. “Hi honey,” she said and then blinked. Except that Erica's juice secretly contained the powdered residue of two of the Mayim Clinic's aphrodisiac pills. My pussy convulsed. Yet I still feel naughty. “Then stomped on me.” The shield's going to fail!” Thank you Master. “Cold morning, huh, Your Holiness?” I chuckled, trying at levity as I chained the terrified and naked god to the frame. His hand was kneading her tit freely now. I’m taking you somewhere where you can wander around with lots of room. I hope you get your rocks off real good!" “Yes!” I panted, squeezing my bowels around Pearle's dick as she pulled back. What I didn't know then, was I was no longer the same person... You can’t blame the victim.