"She locked her ankles around my back and I felt her anal muscles pulling at me, squeezing me. Her lips were close to my ear and I heard her soft mutt...rings in German."What are you saying, Eva?" I say very rude things, Jack." Tell me." I say I love your big cock in my asshole." What else?" I said I will come on it very soon." Yes," I agreed as I sawed in and out of her lovely tight anus. "Me too." I feel it, Jack," she gasped, "Jack, I come, I come!"Her writhing took me over the edge too. I. Itwould either do that or break me.The way I am dressed tells everyone that I am a lesbian so luckily nomen tried to hit upon me as I made my way from England to France. A cabfrom D'Orly airport took me to my new abode for the next year; a flat inthe Paris suburbs which I was to share with three other girls. When Isay girls, that was true but I had been informed earlier that one wastransgender. I could never tell which one of the three was her. I'm notsure what I was, a temporary transgender or. Getting caught would be unimaginably embarrassing for all. I quickly became acquainted with their underwear, phase 2 involved shooting into various items including shampoo, facial moisturiser, toothpaste etc. As my obsession developed I decided to release into the skimmed milk they were so fond of. The wait was awful, sitting in the kitchen with time moving at a snails pace. The door opened and in strolled stepmother who offered me tea. It was going to work!! She made 2 cups and I watched. For the time at least.So another few weeks passed by. I did the usual, mom lived her life. It was over a Sunday evening dinner, Chinese takeout, when the talk started. She asked me about my life. About everything, plans, love and so on. I gave answers. The answers she wanted to hear. She smiled at me. Well knowing what I was doing. Then she offered me a perfect view on her big tits. A view deep down her neckline. I had to stare at her. She took notice: “At least you are not gay.”My head turned.