She sat down at the table and I asked if she wanted anything to eat and after giving me a queasy look said no. I poured us more coffee and as I turne... to go to the couch to watch TV I could see up "Jean's" nightshirt. She was still sitting at the table, her head in her hands. Her thighs were just far enough apart I could just see her pubes peeking out from under. She finished her coffee, put the cup in the sink and said as she walked past me headed down the hall to her bedroom, "We'll go. Quisque tincidunt suscipit dolor eu lacinia. Sed lobortis efficitur sapien et dictum. Maecenas varius nulla ut ipsum interdum, id mollis lorem lacinia. Pellentesque tincidunt, lacus eget faucibus consectetur, purus massa ultricies lectus, quis elementum erat ipsum et nisl. Donec vestibulum lacinia maximus. Phasellus mollis ante metus, quis condimentum tellus eleifend ac. Pellentesque sodales hendrerit orci, sit amet vestibulum mi malesuada non. Sed sed dui congue, convallis metus id, fermentum. Sloane.She swiveled her laptop around. Sort of an accusatory finger of a device when it suddenly confronts you at nine in the morning. Especially when you’ve only had one cuppa with your b. and eggs. Wandy giving me the old heave-and-ho, “You can’t be late again, Birdie.”But there I was, frozen in time, standing in that damnable streetcar. In full profile, in this case.Ms. Sloane turned the screen back to face her. Was that a small smile? “All right, I’ve examined the evidence, Birdie.”I. Without any chance for me to actually lubricate her, Emylee started pushing forward, attempting to enter inside my girl's tight ass. Now of course my girl being transgender, all we do is anal, but she wasn't ready for Emylee, not one bit. She started screaming as the humongous she-cock started stretching her sphincter dry, pulsating in pain and pleasure at the same time. It felt like an eternity for her dick to completely vanish inside my girl, at which point i looked at her face and she was.