’ Tristan looked down and began to sob, the gun still pointed at his head. His grip slowly loosened as he blubbered. ‘Why?’ he muttered, repeate... between each breath. ‘Why did she have to go away?’ The cries of pain and anger became increasingly malevolent as he screamed out. ‘Why?’ he yelled as he fired round after round into his bedroom wall. The tears in his eyes fogged his vision as the portrait unscathed by the incident. ‘Why?’ Tristan asked as he collapsed onto the floor. He curled up. Her holding her thighs firmly together caused her ​​pussy lips to be pressed together in front of her pee hole. A high, whistling sound of peeing was the result. Rhonda blushed when she heard the sound. She cast a quick glance at Albert. He sat with his eyes wide open and listened attentively. She giggled nervously. I have to say something to help her feel comfortable, he thought. ‘Listen to that great pee sound!’ he said, putting his hand behind his ear, ‘And notice how high it is!’ Rhonda had. What's TG, you might ask. It's simple: TG stands fortransgender. On the internet, it's commonly known as "the process of aman becoming a woman, or vice versa." That's what I was into.Somewhere along the line, it almost became an obsession of mine. Iwanted nothing more than to be the first person ever to witness a TG, orto be TGed myself. I would look at different things in my life andimagine how they would be different if I were a girl, or if someone Iknow were the opposite sex. I would observe. I was flushed with erotic pleasure, my whole body quivering as if it wasn't just my cock that was going to cum. I continued stroking Tony's pecs through the sheer fabric of his shirt."Our shirts!" I said abruptly. "We can't come -- it'll go all over our shirts!" Then we'll have to do without," breathed Tony, and for emphasis, even as I pictured the three of us arriving shirtless, he yanked my cock, jacking it better than I ever had, and I gasped as I felt white-hot cum boil in my balls, build.