For the first time, he reallyexamined his body, taking everything in. Despite the nagging voice atthe back of his head, telling him he should, he fel... no attraction; itwas his body. Then, unflinchingly, he addressed the girl in themirror."So, this is what I look like. I can't say I'm happy, and I know I'llprobably always feel like a stranger in this body but... this is who Iam. I could go through some more surgery, I suppose, but I'll neverbe a man again, will I? And even if I can, I'll. I do as told and she lubes my ass for entry too. I think they are going to tear me apart and say so only to find Tammy’s hand land hard on my ass and tell me I will be punished for that.They go at me and I feel myself climbing. I want to cum from the intenseness of the use. I want to but don’t let myself feel pleasure without permission. Edwin can tell I am close and fighting it. He likes to tease me when I am in this state. He nibbles on my tits and then reaches down to rub my clit. I. Clayton was being a jerk, B got angry, she took over and dealt with him. It felt weird that people wanted to talk with me about what happened because I wasn’t there, it was B.I guess if I was being really honest, I have to admit that I don’t think B actually exists as a separate person. It’s just easier to think of her that way. It seems like when I get angry I do stuff I wouldn’t normally do. Then when the anger goes away, I wonder why I did all that stuff. Blaming it on B is easy – probably. She wriggled and moved her head from side to side as she traced my slit before she flicked my clit with the tip of my tongue.She dragged the flat of her tongue along my slit from perineum to clit. I felt her rasping licks, greedily slurping my juices out of my wet velvet hole. After four, five or six slurping licks, she rolled her tongue into a tube and pushed it inside me like a tiny cock.Her face was pressed against me, Her nose rubbed my clit as she rolled her head from side to side, her.