------------------------------------------------------------------------Some fifteen minutes later the woman heard his footsteps approachinglong befor... she saw him. For some reason the fog, which muffledeverything else, did not muffle them. He came with the collar of hisgreatcoat turned up against the chill, and a porkpie hat pulled downover his eyes. As he came into the range of the gas lamp, she said in anEast End accent:"Fancy a good time, sir? Reasonable prices!" Perhaps, my dear, I can. It isn’t the name I was born with, but the name I gave myself when I realized I was really a girl inside. That was when I was about five. I dressed up in my sister’s clothes for play, which my Mom just thought was cute. By the time I was 13, though, she didn’t think it was cute anymore. She forbid me to dress up, and said I would have to be a boy. I still dressed up when she was at work, and my sister was sympathetic and helped me. Mom caught me again a year or so later, and threatened to. Ek baar hamare school ka ek bachha kisi bajeh se mar gaya, toh uski khabar jab school mei aya, to school mein sab bachhon ko bula ke do minute ka silence rakha gaya aur school half day kar diya gaya. Toh mein us din1-30 ko school se wapas aa gaya. Di bhi ghar aa gayi thi, aur usne mujhe khana diya aur woh nahane ke liye chali gayi. Mein khana kha ke TV dekh raha tha ke us waqt di bathroom se bahar ayi, toh woh towel pe thi,Par meri umar kam hone ke karan mujhe sex ke baare mein sayad 1 ya 2 %. Guy #6 barely touched me and was fucking my sloppy hole, I was begging him to fuck me and he was pumping in and out of me getting closer and closer. When I felt him tense up, it felt like he was going to pull out so I reached out with my hands to hold him in me and held him until he went soft. The next cock was familiar, I love how thick guy #4 is, that is my favorite over long cocks, but he was both and fucked me like a dog. Still, as long as he fucked me the second time, I still got no load.