” Jack said.Jack sat down and began to cut into the blueberry pancakes his daughter had prepared. They were a bit soggy, clearly under cooked but he...appreciated her effort. “Is there any syrup Ash?” He asked.‘Yea let me get that for you.” Ashlin said as she bent over the counter to reach the maple syrup.As she bent across the table, the short gray plaid skirt Ashlin had been wearing rode up and exposed her skimpy black lacey panties to Jack. They covered so little that Jack thought they could. The net had led me to realise just how many people there were like me out there and how many people were excepting of trannies and even wanted to go out of their way to meet them.I had eventually found the courage to arrange meetings with some of the people I had met on the web, but they always turned out to be timewasters or creeps. Some of it was my fault because I did not know what I wanted. I had always been heterosexual even though my relationships with women had never been that. I pushed into her, hard and fast, ignoring her star, i attacked her body so hard i might as well of been stabbing her. she let out a painful scream and it was obvious her pussy wasnt healed from the night i had first taken her. i pulled out slowly and pushed my cock back inside of her just as hard as before. i had set a painful pace for her, and i wasn't about to stop.her cries weren't as loud as they were tragic. it was almost as though she were losing her voice, and she sounded like a. ? And I whip you once more, the belt landingflat on your stomach and the tip whipping wickedly into the base of yourabdomen. You scream as I take half a step forward and bring my belt crashingdown into your exposed and dripping cunt. The shriek is deafening, music to myjaded ears, exciting me so that I feel my cock begin to twitch involuntarily. Iwhip the belt down once more into your gaping, pink, inflamed cunt, and revelin the satisfaction and the power and the downright depravity of having.