As Alan came down off yet another high, he looked around the underwater world that surrounded him. The surface was so far above him, yet he seemed to be able to perceive light as though he was closer. He could definitely see Farrah, her very bountiful and nude breasts with very erect nipples, and the tail ending in fins that was wound tightly around him. Farrah then pulls away, his cock sliding out of her with a moan escaping both their lips. "Come on, dear. There is still so much to do today. Let's get you more practice swimming."
As Alan managed to lift himself off the seafloor, his tail flopping around just enough to move slowly, Farrah swam up behind him and her hands gently grabbed his tail, one on top and one on bottom. "Gently. Move gracefully. Subtle movements. You don't have those stilts you used to walk on anymore." Her fingers gently traced the scales of his tail, causing him to moan a little bit. As his senses began to awaken a little more, he asked Farrah. "So...what's... your story?" She shrugged and smiled "Oh, just a mermaid that likes to show humans what they're missing. Show them that a tail and fins are so much better than legs." Her voice sounded silken and seductive as she said that last part. It wasn't much of a story. But Alan was distracted by her fingers still tracing the scales on his tail.