Their cum was inert to other transgender people, but to everyone else, consuming too much cum in a short time would cause the consumer to go cock-blin... or cum-drunk. Eventually, the consumer would succumb to being a bonded slave to whomever gave them their last cum shot or into a common slut for the community. This was, of course, just a rumor. No authority or government in the country bought into this absurd rumor to investigate it. Furthermore, most people chalked it up as a tourism tactic. She would get all worked up and really horny as we lay there talking about the things I would like to see her do but if I tried to make them happen she would always back out. Well over time I got her to experiment with some things , she was turned on by the idea that strangers could see her naked and would often take strolls out into our back yard without a stich of clothing on and it really worked her up when she did that and we would fuck like a****ls every time after she came back in.. . Meraa kaam ho gya tha.. Masti leke has rha tha mai.. Itne me sakshi aa gyi.. Kehti..“Kya ho gya?? Chillai kyu?” supriya chhote bache ki tarah natak karti hui boli.. “unhu unhu.. Karan thande hath laga rha hai..”Sakshi bich me aa k baith gyi.. Aur boli.. Ab nhi lagaega.. Uski didi: “tmhara friend bada besharam hai..” isi tarah.. Ham log baatein karte karte pakode kha gye.. Aur thand ka maza le rhe the.. Rajai me… Tv chal rha tha.. English movie laga rakhi thi.. No strings attached.. Mai bich. Dee shrugged and replied, calmly, ‘just as I say, ms Stringer. I hope that they match. Perfectly.’ Just for a second ms Stringer gave herself away, she cast a glance at Karen that looked pensive and questioning. The performance reviews were damning, to be frank. Apparently Ken Austin had a poor time keeping record, failed to keep records as meticulously as he should and failed to complete reports in a timely and adequate manner and suffered from an attitude problem and so forth. Karen had a.