.. The world's pretty normal for transexuals these days, but you futanari are another matter entirely, right?"Grrrrr! He's annoyingly accurate with hi... guesses! As much as I talk about how my dick doesn't define me, there are many hassles it brings along with it. For one thing: yep, it's pretty darn sensitive. It's something that we futanari have a lot of issues with, but moreover, it changes the way society looks at us. While there's no outward discrimination, you can't help but see that. Ferdinando mutters, “I had hoped that Thomasina would be strong enough, knowing the depth of my love for her, but her girly voice in my head is no longer my constant companion of these last few days.”“Thomasina is buried deep in this body and is of no consequence in our future, Briant. I know she has talked to you, I sensed it even though I know not what you discuss, but she is but a child of sixteen and is no match for me. I cannot fathom your claim that we are Vampires, they are naught but a. She was not very highly sexed, and her readiness to lie quiescent whilst Stephen enjoyed her body was exactly what his heart desired. His world was full of overtly sexy girls who traded on their sexuality to manipulate men. Her willing but passive compliance was the perfect antidote. The one occasion, shortly after they met, when he attempted to kiss her sex was received, to his secret delight, with heartfelt revulsion. Each of her very infrequent orgasms was to him a personal triumph. He was. Her clit was large, almost like a very small penis. She said that we could not touch each other, but there was no rule about watching each other. She asked me to stroke my cock for her. I sat up on my knees, close to her pussy. My cock was only a couple of inches away from her rubbing hand. She moaned and commented on how fucking good that cock looked. It did not take her long to cum, I was watching her fingers work her clit and her other hand inserted several finger into her pussy. It looked.