Why are you always like this?!” Yavara giggled, cradling me in her arms like a babe, making a show of walking on the air. The illusion was broken when one of my daggers slipped from its sheath, and fell in a metallic twinkle of sunlight to the pine trees below. If I’d eaten breakfast, I would’ve puked. “Twenty-three, twenty-four, twenty-five, twenty-six…” “Why are you counting?” I whimpered. “…twenty-seven, twenty-eight.” Yavara finished when the dagger disappeared, “Acceleration of gravity is thirty-two feet per second squared, neglecting initial velocity, multiply that by the time of free fall, that makes our height… shit, I was never good at math. Elena, you were the one who took all my tests for me; how high are we?” “Really fucking high, put me down right now!” Yavara grinned at me. “Right now? The best I can do is twenty-eight seconds.” I gaped at her. “You bitch.” And I was falling, screaming my lungs out, flailing at the sky like I could grab it. Yavara hovered next to me, lounging in freefall with a yawn, looking at me from the corner of her eyes. If I had the wherewithal to punch that smirk off her face, I would’ve, but I was too busy shrieking in the throes of mortal terror. She caught me after an eternal twenty seconds, giggling like a schoolgirl as we descended to my hut. When we finally landed, my hair was a frizzled mess, and my complexion was nearly as pale as it had been before my transformation. asian My legs were like jelly when I tried to stand, but I still had the strength to pivot on my heels, and punch Yavara right in the twat. “Ow, fuck!” She cried, doubling over. “Tender there?” I growled. “Because of you!” Yavara gasped trying to rub the pain away, “Besides, you’re the one who wanted to fly!” “Ah, so japanese it’s my fault that you dropped me thirty-eight hundred feet!” “So you did do the math.” Yavara smiled through her pain. That cheeky bitch; I couldn’t stay mad at her. She was wearing armor now, a uniform tight black leather one-piece that wrapped in a turtle-neck just below her chin, but Yavara, being who she was, had decided to leave a cutout handjob for her cleavage, thereby negating the very purpose of the breastplate. Besides, it might be good asian for you to see a uniform little bit of the outside world. On the drive home, I thought a lot about Lisa. Ashley maneuvered herself then lowered her tits around Jake’s cock and started giving him a boob job. When the movie finished, I said, “well I am going to head to bed now, I’ll see you in the morning, good night!” Thank God for cruise control. "But, Sis, you know that I'm japanese always game to try anything that might make you cum good. Patty sat at the foot of the bed, trying not to stare at his cock. His silver spiel is entrancing. “He wants to know if he has time to clean up. Just as I did so, Jenny came in and said, “Well, I was going to ask what you’ve decided but I can see that you’ve handjob already got that in hand.” “Not totally” I said, “I’m not sure what to do with him next.