I'M CUMMING ON A DOG! CUMMMMING!"Megan felt her juices mingle with Curly's seed juices as she came even more powerfully then before. Her breathing cam... in short gasp as she orgasmed simultaneously with the huge black poodle fucking her."OH DEAR GOD! I... I'M CUMMING AGAIN!" Megan yelled, hugging Curly's neck tightly. "CUMMMMIIINNNGGG!"She spasmed under the heavy dog, which weighed almost as much as she did. She couldn't believe how any times she had orgasmed with this one fuck. No man had ever. They were merely privileges. Privileges that could be revoked. Now, shewas not a heterosexual man who was being Mr. Enlightenment, but nor wasshe a natural born woman, at least she did not FEEL female. She feltlike a stranger. Odd, out of place, a freak. A puzzle piece that doesnot and cannot fit.What was worse was that Trace knew she would never even considerconventional female to male reassignment surgery. Trace knew it wouldjust be a lie. A grotesque cut and paste over the female rather than. The cheerleaders got up and left. I started to get up, too, and felt her hand on my thigh again.“Just wait until I pay the tab,”, she said. “Maybe I’ll give you something you can quote. Maybe something better than a quote.”I eased back down in my chair and waited anxiously while she paid the bill. She said, “Now, it’s up to you, but I’m driving home and inviting you to ride with me. It’s a very short drive.”And it was. She parked in her apartment complex’s general parking area and we walked to. As she came to our house we used to have good time playing around like any other kids. She was 18 year old when she came to our house and within few days she had her first periods and there was some function at our house. After few days all relatives left to our village.Since we were kids we used to sleep together and we never used to feel anything unusual. During winters we used to stick closer at bed as it was cold. After few months there was a bulge in my sister’s boobs and I was wondering.