Now he was finger fucking my cunthole and asshole at the same time.Moni was an expert fucker,knew how to satify a woman.I was shaking my whole body in...ecstasy.In a couple of minutes I flooded his hand with a vast orgasm.I was breathing heavy and my movement slowed a little bit.Moni was cursing me with exitement,”Fucking bitch,what did you do?I am drenched and floating in your nasty juice.” When he get exited,he use his bulgar language,I enjoy it.I got up,pushed him in bed and climbed on him.I. Readers see through the main character'seyes, live the lives of the main characters, think and feel and believeas the main characters think, feel, and believe, and desire the samethings that the main characters desire. Fiction creates, maintains, andexpands empathy and sympathy for the plight of others, multiplying andenriching the reader's own limited experience. When the protagonist isa transsexual, both the masculine and the feminine are joined, notsimply in a few, fleeting moments of mostly. Larry was stroking his huge shaft watching me, his cock slowly becoming straighter and harder, my eyes glued to his every movement. My need was becoming insurmountable, and a crazy idea popped into my 11yo brain. I waved at Larry to wait and that I would be right back. I grabbed the pair of gym shorts from the floor, pulled them up my legs and over my girlish hips, quietly opened my door and slipped out into the hall. I could hear my father snoring, and I hoped Mom was also alseep as I stole. However, I did promise, so, if you're willing to wait until after dinner, and if you still want it then, and your mother agrees, I'll give you another dose then. Is that acceptable?" Yes, Uncle David. Thank you." What does Aunt Jennifer want to discuss with us?" That's a surprise and you will have to wait until dinner to find out. Now, where are your sisters?" Dave asked, looking from Emily to Molly and back.Emily shrugged."Last time we saw them they were in Meg's room together. We've been ....