''Your one of them she-boys I here so much about,'' he blurts out.''Does that bother you I ask?''''Not at all, you really are a lil tranny slut, you a...en't wearing any clothes on underneath there.''He begins to stroke me as we pull over onto a deserted road leading nowhere, I lean my seat back to open my coat up to full view of my naked faggot cross dressing self, he responds by going down on me giving me head, sucking on my lil three inch fag cock, pumping into my lover I pleasure myself. I'll keep pulling on your cock. I'll masturbate you more, but I'm not going to let you come yet."Herb leaned down and looked closely at one ripe, red nipple. It was so hard, stood out so much, and was so red-he'd never seen Clara's look like that, never! He wet his lips with his tongue, kissed the nipple lightly, then kissed it again, and finally pursed his lip and drew it in."Oh, Daddy, I like that!" Sarah said, pushing against his mouth. "Kiss them, suck them! Yes, yes, it excites me so. Do. Before either one of us could get out, he pushed a pistol through the open passenger window and into my face.“Turn the engine off or the bitch gets it,” he snarled. “Hey, Brad, we got ourselves a ride.”From behind the car emerged a second good looking guy, carrying what looked like an army haversack.“Pop the trunk, old man,” said the second guy, Brad.“Now, boys...” Jerry started.“Open up, old man, or your lady gets a bullet in her pretty face,” he said.The trunk was pretty much empty, for all. He remembered how sweet she had been, how sparkling and seductive her smile. But that was before when she was a member of the civilised world."Now bitch," he commanded, "you will address me as sir."He walked behind her and gripped that fabulous ass with both hands squeezing the flesh. He groaned in satisfaction her rump full and malleable. He caressed her waist cupping his hand around it fingers almost touching. Rachel continued to speak in a calm sweet voice asking him not to do this, he.