I moaned like a little girl giving him the satisfaction of taking me. I pushed back as he drove it in and out. his balls slapping on my ass with eac... stoke. All the while he was fucking me he was yelling things at me calling me names asking me questions and demanding an answer "how many time you suck a dirty cock today, you like fucking strangers don't you slut" questions like that.He was like a pile driver slamming his cock in me as hard as he could. Then he stopped closed his eyes and. We told everyone else about our marriage after thefact; although, that announcement lost a bit of its thunder when pairedwith the announcement that I became a woman in the process.Margret diplomatically explained our situation to both sides of ourfamily, and with a bit of effort and patience, they all accepted us.Initially, it was very awkward, but there were no family fireworks,which surprised me. Of course, Margret invented a little white lie aboutme being a lifelong male-to-female. She sat in front of the two investigators in her classy clothes, struggling to keep her composure as she told Scarlett and Natalie about her situation. In summary, a week ago, her daughter, Candice disappeared, her window was found open in the morning and there wasn’t a trace of her. Apparently the police didn’t seem to be very worried, they thought that she had just run away from her over-protective mother (she was 20 after all). Scarlett and Natalie promised to do everything in their power to. I'll just ask him not to talk about it. In fact, we'll cover that when he gets here." Okay," she said. "I'll just send him a text now instead of calling; that should get his attention." Just tell him to pick a door and I'll bring him in."I watched as she typed in a message, and a few seconds later a door appeared not far from us. Bob stepped out with his phone still in his hand."Neat trick," he said. "I think texting around could be helpful. Too bad there is no way to keep text messages secure.