He didn’t appeal to her at all. Then there were the “Trannies.” They were fun to be around. They dressed beautifully and usually had superb figu...es which they had spent a fortune on. Ordinary people would not pick them straight away but would think there is something different about that woman without realising what it was. I fell in love with one for one night in Broome, she suddenly burst out. Donielle was her name and she was part Japanese with beautiful eyes and face. I didn’t mean to be. I was flat on my back without a pillow under my head so I couldn't watch what she was doing. I could only feel it. The tip of her tongue licked my taint and then she rimmed my asshole. She reached into the toy box and the next thing I felt was her finger rubbing some lube on my asshole. I loved it when she fingered my ass. One lubed finger entered my ass and then a second. I was in heaven. She began fucking my ass with her fingers and then her fingers were gone. I couldn't see what was. Officer Max, the one man that he thought he could trust, the one man who had been his friend, had been hit by this horrible technocrat. Even now the pain of that loss hadn't hit him yet.He arrived at the police station a little while later. Detective Torin was standing outside, impatient as always. "Well, it seems that Mr. Turner does care after all." Don't start on me," Tom spat back."Let's get going..." As they traveled, Detective Torin explained the situation. "Last night as we all stood. " Oh." Karen understood. "It does Katrina! You hand feels so good on my tits!" Very good, Karen."Katrina leaned closer in, her face only inches from the girl's face. Her hand slid down to caress Karen's soft belly, which brought a sensuous gasp from her lips. Karen spread her legs as wide as possible to give Katrina better access.Karen raised her ass slightly off the bed to meet Katrina's hand as it slid down to her vulva. She felt the woman's experience hand slide into the thick mat of hair.