She lay under a total stranger now pushing his dick into her once proud body and shuddered at the thought of how she had fallen so much. He entered he... in a long and violent stab he began thrusting into her while telling his cohorts how good the American agent felt under him.Sydney stayed as strong as she could looking at the ceiling refusing to meet the men's eyes as she was attacked. The first man finished quickly having worked himself up through his violent thrust into her. The Second man. It was sort of likeshowering with a girlfriend, but this time it was me.Looking down at my painted toes didn't help either. From the waist downI looked far too girlish, even my hairless cock and balls somehow lookedso much less masculine this way. I could help giving myself a fewexploratory strokes in the shower, the thought of being halfway to girl-dom was obviously still turning me on, just as it had earlier thismorning. If only I still had the polish on my fingernails, that hardreally. Slow and easy, that was how I wanted to fuck her. I could never get enough pussy. She was my first fuck, and she would always be the best. She taught me to love making love. And I showed her how much I loved her with my prick. My hard, long prick, thrusting into her cunt. Deep into her always wet pussy. She moaned and begged for more cock. Okay, I started ramming it harder, and she whimpered and dragged my head down to kiss me. Fucking her was heaven, and I was close, but I decided to test. I had privacy if nobody wandered in. Access was by transporter pad only—no doors. Call it a tomb rather than a crib."Now's a good time for a banana split," I said as I staggered away from the sleep learner in the office area. I had a "bed room" consisting of a wall-to-wall gym mat that I used for sleeping or wild monkey sex—it was roughly the size of a boxing ring and doubled as an exercise area. I had a bathroom and dressing room of about the same ten meter by ten meter size with a combination.