"Is she really likeme?"The two of us stood there staring at each other, this was the girl, nothe trans-girl that had stolen my mother's heart. I could...see iteverything my mother did, she loved this girl in a far deeper way thanshe'd ever loved me."Maybe, just maybe," I thought to myself. "If I'd had the courage to tellher last year, or any of the other times that she'd mistaken me for mysister. Maybe this would be different."I hugged her and she took hold of my arms holding me back looking at. On the walls to the booths on the other side were two large were two large glory holes. Beths head was placed against one hole at mouth level and her head was tied in place by leather thongs attached to the hinges for a missing paper fixture. Her ass was pressed against the other wall. Looking through from the other booth I could see her anus and cunt wink at me. There were smaller holes on the side of the six inch one and the leather was secured to these holes. Beth was screaming and crying,. . all other coffee is terrible." Everything he said had the passion and conviction of a man who already knows he is correct, and i believed him."Come to bed with me, menina doce, you will not be unhappy with me in the bed, cara."He had the touch and soul of an artist. He handled me slowly and gently, then turned me onto my belly and bit at my ass murmuring in Portugese. As his fingers slowly moved in and out of my oozing sex, I writhed and shuddered. He always took his time, not letting me get. I slide my tongue up and down a portion of her silk like lips and again I hear her moaning at the tender touch of my tongue. I look up to see her facial reactions and notice her breasts are firm and her nipples are erect. Harry asks Jess another question which I can't hear. All I see out of the corners of my eyes is her nodding. Harry then asks her and I assume that it's the same question, loudly enough for me to hear, "Do you want him inside you?" "Yes," she answers immediately "I want him!" I.