Anyway, with that result to encourage us, all of the other horses were treated with Water of Life, and they all exhibited the same kind of rejuvenatio... that Old Bob had shown. This was a great boon. Now we could return to our old rate of travel, and that was much more comfortable for all of us. Also, a few quick experiments showed that the bronze weapons used by the demons could not harm the horses. What more could we ask for?That was a tremendous boost to our morale as we resumed our march. Then I would pull back, and Carley's juice covered chin, would back up with me, only to be shoved forward again, as I pushed my cock back into her.I am not sure who came first, but suddenly Marcy grabbed Carley by the hair on her head and pressed her face to her crotch, She was bucking her hips up, and watching her face, I knew she was cumming. She did not say anything, just moaned a lot. At about the same time, I felt Carley's cunt begin to spasm on my cock, as she came also. I could hear her. Here was a reverse harem of pricks, a dizzying buffet of top-shelf man-meat.As she carefully inspected the dildos, amazed by their realism, it occurred to her that such lifelike designs—the veins, ridges, contours, even the tiny skin wrinkles—could only have been achieved by casting molds from actual human genitals. This realization sent a rush of fluid to her pussy.First of all, the clear evidence that such gorgeous cocks actually existed in the real world, that men walking around in city. There’s no way she was transgender. I would have known! We didn’t have secrets between us. At least I didn’t. ~~~When I confronted her about it at school, she finally told me the truth.“Kevin… The rumors are true… I was… I was born a boy,” she told me.I couldn’t believe it. It wasn’t the fact that she was a boy that bothered me, it didn’t matter to me at all. I just thought I knew who she was. I thought we knew everything about each other and it turns out I didn’t know her at all. I was.