I like the sisterhood. I like seeing thejourneys people undertake here. I like how expressive it is sexually.It's just so...alive, you know? Always so...ething going on. And even whenpeople are suffering humiliation it's for the greater good. You know thatwith support they'll end up where...and as who....they're supposed to be.It's strange, really, so many rules and yet it's so liberating. Sorry, Iguess that doesn't make much sense." No," I reply. "No, it actually makes a lot of sense..."We both. Every room was empty. Finally, he heard, as if from a great distance, the brittle tinkle of harpsichordmusic. He headed toward the sound, through yet more empty halls and hallways,until finally he came to a door, from behind which he could hear the musicpretty clearly. It was strangely modern-sounding music for a harpsichord. Infact, it sounded like--Motown! ("Stop in the Name of Love," to beexact.) He slowly, cautiously opened the door (yet more creaking and squealing)and looked in. It was. Anna was right! Judy's eyes rolled back as an earth shattering orgasm enveloped her yet again in an ecstasy rarely matched. She felt Tyler's cock twitch and suddenly knew his hot seed was about to bury itself deep in her cervix. "Yes PLEAASE! FILL MY TIGHT LITTLE WHOLE!! FUUCK YEESS!!" Her body continued to quiver and shake as flurry after flurry of pleasure coarse through her body. With a final grunt Tyler pressed so hard into that tiny cunt that it launched her up higher onto his wife's. Her balls were slapping against my ass as she had push every inch into my anus. Every fiber of my body felt alive with pleasure and stimulation. I felt full and impaled and my prostate was completely stimulated. As pleasure began to replace pain, I began to meet her thrusts."Fuck, bitch, this is one tight little ass you've got here, it feels amazing on my cock," she said, "it's so long since I've had a virgin sissy like you." It's too painful," I begged, panting breathlessly, "Stop, please, I.