Tyler held her arms down and Rick her legs spread as Gregg stood up and removed his pants. His hard cock, its engorged purple head was pointing out to...ards her. He climbed up her body and straddled her high on her chest, running his cock over her face."Suck it," he commanded. She was sobbing and wouldn't open her mouth, shaking her head no. He grew angry and struck her. "I said suck it, you fucking whore!" he screamed as the tears poured out from her eyes. She barely opened her mouth, but he. If SHE had blown in MY ear, I would have followed her anywhere. I wasn't a 'hunk' in the traditional sense. I certainly wasn't a 'hulk'. Most women considered me "too small and too pretty", as they often put it, to take seriously. True, I could have had any woman I wished simply by flashing my money around. Does that sound cynical? Anyway, I didn't want to do that and didn't respect guys who did. Then there was Kyra. She and I were within millimeters of the same height. If my diminutive,. I moved right up to him and sat up against him, both of us facing the same way, to try and make him a little frustrated. His hands found his way to my waist, and I placed my hand on his leg. He started cuddling me from behind, his hands running over my pierced belly button. I could feel him growing harder in his pants as I moved up against him. I could practically feel his cock touching me. I lent my head back, looked him in the eye and gave him my most slutty fuck me eyes! He moved his hands. I hadalready taken an antiandrogenic drug for the past three months, now a smalltablet was being tasked with working a wonderful magic on me. I took thepill in the morning, then spent the rest of the day savouring my secondbirth. As the hours passed, and I lay in bed sheltering my pale skin fromthe scorching sun (it was a sweltering day in late July), I could sensepeace and calm descending on me straight from the Heaven of TranssexualWomen. It was pure bliss. The much lower levels of.