.yet...” he whispers as he releases his hand from the toy. I feel myself unintentionally bucking forward as he lets go. “That feels so good”, ...s all I can manage in a strained voice. He runs his hands slowly up and down the inside of my thighs; preventing me from cumming but making sure I remain just on the edge of orgasm. I stay motionless – eagerly waiting for his hands to resume their expert work on my dick.He slides the toy off – its work now done – and uses just his hands and tongue on. It's different hair too, too thin. I debate crying. It's been yearssince I cried, but it seems like the appropriate thing to do if I'mgoing to be a woman.Fuck it. I make it to the bunk, curl up into a ball, and sob.I've got a private secure channel to Sector & Sector. It's not my dad'sline, but whoever answers will know without a doubt it's me. I adjustthe camera so only my face shows, I'm still not putting on a shirt. Eventhe leather pads on the seat are like sitting on razor wire.I look at my. “Aahh” she moaned. She ground her hips on my cock. My cock was rubbing against every corner of her vagina.After a while, she pushed me and I fell on the bed. She put her hands on my chest and began moving her hips up and down fast. I knew she was about to cum. She kept riding my cock and increasing her speed. After a while she liftedher head up closed her eyes, clenched her thighs, tightened her hips.She began to moan. She cum all over my cock. My cock was drenched in her pussy juices. Then she. Then he attached the fourth set and even Susan gave a desperate groan. Gone was her casual leaning against the wall for support. She stood up straight, putting even more pull and force on them against her tits. But she looked anything like asking him to remove them as again he took up the strap and came at her ass."Is that like something you've imagined," Jason asked against my ear as I stared in total fascination at Susan's tit jerking with each application of the strap to her already reddened.