”“You’ve got to admit, he’s trying to be there for you.”“I know. It’s just that I’d feel better if he wasn’t here.”“Why?”“He...trusts me.”“I don’t get it.”Cathy understood why Sandra didn’t get it. Her friend still didn’t understand Benny. The thing was, none of this was happening in his world. None of this touched his world. He knew that everyone felt like he should be bothered by it, but he wasn’t. Playacting came across as false.“This is all play acting for him. I know it and I don’t need it.. "“And do you, Aranel of the Willowtree, swear to endure unimaginable and unending pain? To give birth multiple times a day, even if your half-demon children have to wriggle between your birth canal and their father’s cock to come out? To live on nothing but backwashed cum and shameful orgasms? To be shared between your husband’s friends, should he feel like it sometimes? To feed an entire brood with the milk of your plump, juicy tits...“OK, we get it...” Aranel interrupted. “That all sounds. That outlet could serveordinary shoppers during the day then open discreetly, later in theevening for trannies. The site is big enough for both activities. It couldeven be discreetly subdivided." Well in my experience," observed Virginia, "trannies often shop duringthe day. Even here down in 'Hicksville'. Anyway, why subdivide the site. Ithought you of all people would accept that trannies are not some sort oflesser breed, to be segregated or whatever." Well, yes, I agree," conceded Dorie Lou,. ? She?d never been a big one for malestrippers, but knowing what she was about to see as Tim stepped out of hispants and prepared to slide out of the boxers that covered his growing erectionmade her want to drop to her knees and suck it for him.? She was practically ready to cum herself whenhe took his massive tool and lined it up with Eve?s ass.? Laurel was concentrating on Tim?s cock sointently that she jumped when Eve gasped in surprise herself.? We were both preoccupied, Laurel thought.