He was holding tightly, my back pressed against his chest, he dick jumping up into me. I was grinning as his thrusts became faster. His free hand was ...laying with my clit as he stuffed my pussy with man-meat. My orgasm hit, sending shocks of delight from my crotch outward. I gasped in pleasure and let out a few squeaks of happiness. I could feel my juices flowing down my leg and hear the wet splats as he thrust into me.We changed position to cowgirl, I was riding him hard and he was squeezing. She stole when it could be done without real risk and killed when the target was one who used violence in their work. Each time, she left her new calling card with the stylized representation of a black cat. It was not long before the stories started to spread; vigilantes and hit men were the topics of conversation on everyone's lips. She was quickly becoming legend.She became a regular at a half dozen clubs, one of those people who do not stand out but that everyone recognized as belonging.. But then, if I was born a girl I may have the same urges and needs and desires that other girls would have. Sooner or later we would all notice the boys. Now, BEING a boy (in this life, at least) I get a red flag at THAT one! I LIKE PUSSY; I DON'T like cocks! And if I was a girl, I'm afraid I'd be tempted to want to eventually be penetrated by those nasty boys' ding-a-lings! The mere thought of that makes me ill! In this life I've sometimes thought it would be bitchin if I could suck my. “Yes my love,” Lisa smiled. “He took me right through to a good, strong cum.”“I see you brought over two more birthday presents to open,” Dan mentioned.“I sure did, neither one likes sloppy seconds so I’m giving two blow jobs.”“If I’d known I would gladly have taken sloppy seconds with my wife.”“You have many times before. I enjoy watching you licking two mixtures of cum from my pussy.”“If you can get a guy to fuck you, I’ll take your pussy with his cum dripping out.”“I love you!” She said,.