I woke up and as I opened my eyes... I was tied to a chair. When I woke up, there was Devonna in her own form. She said "hey ... finally you are back ...o your senses I hope".I asked " who are you... or what are you?" . She replied "you cant seem to keep yourself out of trouble... Y do you have to keep following me?. I really tried to keep cutting you off , but you don't seem as the kind to give up. Anyways to answer your question ... I am Devonna and I am the grand daughter of your neighbor.. Lennycompletely lacked any body hair, sported long, curly locks and had a big,oval belly and very developed man boobs. The fat around his thighs gavehim decisively feminine curves. His overall demeanour had a distinctwomanly flair. Mustapha had asked him if he would like to change sex andbecome his wife, but Lennie had refused. Although he identified as a womanon the inside, and liked to cross-dress and be Mustapha's sex slave, hewas scared at the prospect of transitioning, and possibly going. Heather accepted it, without responding. As she played with the top of the can, flicking ice off with her finger, she finally said, with a hint of flirtation in her voice, “I hope you’re not trying to get me drunk, Wilbur.” Wilbur played innocent. “Who me? I’d never dream of it. Just being friendly, is all.” “Sure, sure,” Heather responded as she popped the top. Suddenly feeling a strong desire to show off, she pressed the beer to her lips and started chugging it as fast as she could. All. Chloe squatted over him and fed his dong into her cunt. He fucked her at breakneck speed, reaching up to choke the slut with both hands as he pounded out her pussy, giving her another intense orgasm. Then an African-American dude forced his lengthy schlong into the whore's mouth as a second Caucasian cock slipped into her twat. Chloe groaned around the big brown wang engorged in her mouth as she was pumped in her pink gash by two big fucksticks. The white dudes didn't seem to have a problem.