Vampire Vixen3

As I stood remembering that first few weeks, a new life for me really, full of wonderful sex, my son chasing me all the time, willing to take risks I initially wasn't, but eventually gave in to, I could see the lips of my pussy wet with juice. I thought it was very sexy.

The old Liz would have been fearful, afraid of the intense sexuality that began to dominate my life. But instead I felt a pleasure with every day, anticipation of my next orgasm, and a lightness of spirit that was entirely new. I found myself dressing myself far more erotically, flaunting my figure, my breasts, my long, shapely legs. Tighter blouses, often without a bra, higher skirts, tighter shorts, and higher heels. And I caught myself smiling almost all the time. I began flashing people in stores, letting the wind expose my pussy, or my ass. Enjoying the quick embarrassed looks I got. I felt liberated in a new way.

One day I decided to buy shoes with a really high heel. I had noticed on the internet how many of th