She attended several meetings of a support group with me. She was deeply ashamed of wanting to transition, and what that would do to her wife.My divor...e had finalized almost a year ago, and in the days that followed, I desperately needed someone to hold me to this life. Laura was there for me. Sometimes she would come over and hold me while I cried.As I thought of these times, tears rolled down my cheeks. She was gone now, because this shitty world of ours hates to hear the truth. It took this. I felt my vagina probed, explored, parted, filled ... Suddenly it felt right to whisper in his ear, the word "Cunt" though I have always banned the use of that word. In this intimacy, it suddenly was perfectly alright, perfect love talk, perfect punctuation between true lovers. It even felt good in my mouth when I said the word. The way the tongue moves to form the word is like a prick flicking into my mouth.Each deep stroke, I gasped in his ear: "my cunt ... cunt ... take my cunt! ... fuck my. She reached down and with thumb and forefinger deftly enlarged it into a pear-shaped opening, with inviting glistening labia lips. Mark was only wearing his faded denim shorts, which quickly bulged around his crotch. He paused, ankle-deep in the surf, smiled back and rubbed the palm of his hand across his erection. She placed her book on the shingle and nodded an invitation for him to approach. So, this was how silent seduction occurred on Zantos.He stood above her, casting a shadow over her. " His hole may have started out as tight, bud," Banana dude chuckled. "But after you're done with him, he'll just be another worn out piece of ass."I was being treated like a submissive little whore and I was loving every minute of it. Any apprehension that had hit me when the two new studs walked in had disappeared as I continued to blow one guy and jerk off the other. I knew the stud in my ass wouldn't last forever, but now I had two new fuckers to take over and keep my ass filled with.