If she does it again, I will for sure. I feel like some inbred hick having these unnatural thoughts about her. She did say I have a horse cock though....=)Til next time.-S”This… was perfect. Almost too good to be true. I could get my fix of my brother’s cock, without the string attached. Let me reiterate this: it is his cock I want, not him. I love my brother dearly, and always will. Despite how much I want to suck his cock dry… I just don’t think I could handle him moaning my name while I did. She had an interesting collection of compact discs – all specially selected to enhance a relaxing, mood-altering state. She wore an A-line satin gown in an elegant rose red, a damask print with shimmering roses, the fitted bodice framing enticing cleavage with a deep V trimmed in lace. She wore almost no jewelry, only a simple diamond solitaire on her left pinky and a silver bangle on her right wrist…. Rose red lips – the only makeup applied – and a delicious scent custom made for her filled. One. Two. ‘Alphonse,’ Elena said, trying to stand. Three. Four. I saw the relief, the love in her eyes. Five. I yelled to her and the students, ‘On the ground!’ The forest moved twice more. As we fell to the ground, Mark and Luke joined Matthew on the floor. John ran to the windows, trying to see the shooters. I walked over to Elena, my coat in hand, draping it over her shocked, shivering, half-naked form, and told John, ‘good luck seeing anybody. If they’re doing their jobs…’ John fell. Pulled. Sarah was quite shocked that I arranged it but she wasn’t aware that over the years, before I met her, I have had a couple of experiences with TGirls. I thought I’d take this opportunity to share my very first one.I was in my early 30’s, living in London and actively bisexual. I used to visit a couple of gay saunas not far from where I lived and one guy I chatted to asked me if I frequented any gay bars. I didn’t at the time but he told me about one near where he lived, funnily enough called.