The latex hood dehumanizes the person who wears it. A woman is not a woman anymore, a trans is not a trans anymore: the “being” becomes entirely a...sex object, a sex slave, a sheath for any cock needing release. I know a lot of guys love to see my face but this latex hood is denying even my identity as Vanessa. With it, I am not even her anymore; I am just a body, some kind of gimp. I feel like I am finishing a psychological trip and reaching my final destination as a whore for black cock. What. My pussy clenched over and over on my brother's fingers. They plunged faster and faster into my cunt's depths, my juice spilling out of me as he drove me wild with pleasure. It surged through me, leaving me quivering and groaning.Gasping and moaning.The bed creaked beneath me as I squirmed. My body undulated, buffeted by their delightful fingers. My toes curled as the pleasure built and built in me. My moans joined the sounds of naughty licking coming from the sex slaves.“Yes, yes, yes,” I. I could feel his wet shaft pressed up against my ass. His hands were all over my tits. “You like two cocks in you, don’t you slut?” Adam said in his sex voice. When Adam gets really turned on, his voice drops and he he almost growls as he speaks. That’s when he really starts to talk dirty. I call it his sex voice and it turns me on!I didn’t even have a chance to answer. “Sean, sit on the couch,” Adam ordered. Sean was having the night of his life so of course he listened. Adam’s hands were like. Immediately after coming to room they throw their bags and opened beers. Till that time I was keeping quite. I didn’t talked to anyone. Murali “Dai, Sanjay you want beer” me “no thanks”. Oops I forgot to tell Murali’s friends name. Nirmal, Jeeva, Jitu.Jeeva asked Murali why I am upset all way to ooty. I didn’t even expect that Murali will tell what happened in the bathroom today morning. Murali “Nothing machi, today morning me and Sanjay took bath in the same bathroom because of the crowd..