With that attitude you'll be free in no time. Get on the bed!" Quickly, I did what he ordered. He pulled a digital camera from his pocket. "We need to...take some photos of you. Kneel down and show off those beautiful breasts for me." I did my best to pose like a model, jutting out my breasts with my arms clasped behind my head while he snapped some pictures. "Lie down on your back and raise your legs in the air!" I readily did what he requested. "Now Miss Smith, I want some beaver shots." I took. Google would later reveal that this is my o-spot, but I was only familiar with my clit and g-spot that night. I began to moan as he stimulated it, his balls slapping against my clit as he thrusted in and out of me. His hands reached around my chest and cupped my breasts, pinching my nipples. This began to set me off."OHHHH GOOOOD!" I screamed, forgetting to keep quiet as my pussy began to quiver. Seth's thrusts slowed down, largely because my pussy grew so tight around his dick that he couldn't. Though I knew I was appealing to girls and had had sex a few times, I wouldn't say I was an overly sexual person, and still often found myself shy and had a habit of mumbling my words around girls. The sound of approaching footsteps and chattering voices disturbed my thoughts as I became fully aware of my surroundings. Upon the desk I was sat were numerous good-luck cards and luscious, scented flowers the dancers sent to each other before the start of each show. However, these did not belong to. " It was the second timeI'd called her that."I have no interest in a screaming match with you. Just leave Damonalone." No." I'm belligerent."Leave. Or I'll tell him you used to be a man." You wouldn't!" Was that a statement or a question? I wasn't sure. "Hewouldn't believe you anyway." He would. He already wants to know why I thought you were cheating in2006. I didn't tell him. But I could easily say that it's because youare transgendered and you used to be a man. All without having tomention.