I felt itbest to keep my conversation to a minimum."I can see that your older sister is really a man," she whispered. "Ihope you don't mind me saying...it. She really is very attractive, butshe has no quite got there." She tries very hard," I said."It must be so difficult for transwomen," she said. "They want somuch to be girls like us. Who can blame them?" So true," I said. I was looking at myself in the mirror, and she wastoo, over my shoulder. She was proud of her work. With good. Inside his pants, his cock was rock hard, and he rubbed it against Taylor as he held her to the wall.David walked Taylor upstairs, unlocked his room and then relocked the door. He’d made some changes in the room in anticipation of the slave auction.“Let’s get started,” David said. He quickly bound Taylor’s hands together with leather cuffs, strung a rope through them and raised her hands to the ceiling. Standing there, with her arms arched over her head, and her fine tits totally. ” I raise her legs up, tucking my fore arm behind her knees and caress her anus with my tip. “Don’t be shy just do it!” I hesitate, I never do it without lube. “Can I put a ginger wig on you and pretend you’re strawberry short cake?” “Hey!”“Just teasing.”She wraps a hand around me trying to pull me towards her. I press against her anus with my tip expecting some resistance going in dry. I have doubts her tight little ass can take it but there is so much cum between her buttocks and she is so. She does so, meeting his searing gaze. Removing the bar from between her legs and untying the ropes attached to her ankles, he tells her to get on her knees on the floor and to not take her eyes from his, or there will be consequences. Sliding forward on the chair, she lowers herself to the ground, placing her hands on the floor as well. Not breaking eye contact, she begins to crawl towards the mattress in the far corner. His breathing speeds up and she tenses once more, realizing what she has.