Her legs were shaking, she could barely keep them parted. The pleasure built up inside her cunt like a boiler. Her pussy milked her fathers’ cock fo... all it was worth, pulsating around him. Then the pressure released as she was swept into the throws of the Paradiso. Like Dante, she was launched into the celestial realm. Her muscles convulsed and she shrieked with desperate pleasure.“Oh fuck!” Her dad moaned as he continued to thrust.Fuck was right. She needed this fuck so bad. His pace. She remembered the day the doctor fixed the date for her operation to transplant implant into her chest and make her a female.Ramya never liked the idea of operating and converting her cock into a slit which her friend Susan had done. She now was very happy that she didn’t do it.She also was toying with the idea of taking estrogen and anti androgen therapy, but some how kept on postponing it.She knew that once she started that , then she would lose her erection capability and her cock and balls. He went to the handicap stall. He smiled at that and looked back at her. He offered her his hand.She stood there for a minute. She bit her lip. She remembered what one teacher told her about these boys. But she looked at Tone with his blue eyes and that silly chain with the cross on it and that smile, the kind of smile her ex-boyfriend used to give her, and his hand waiting for her.She sighed and took his hand.He pulled her into the stall and she yelped a little.He closed the door behind them. His blond hair reminded her of her of little Gareth. He’d looked just like his daddy, except his skin was darker. The baby wasn’t as black as she was but he was dark, his dark blond hair curly. The child’s blended features made him exotically beautiful even though he was born with one wing. Anniel shook her head. “No. I’m not the same stupid little girl you took advantage of so long ago.” “I could make you love me again, Anniel. Let me, baby. I want you. I don’t care that you slept with Ash..