I could feel the moisture in my panties and I could actually see a wet spot on them as they seemed to be exposed by my hiked up miniskirt. I squeezed...and twisted his hard, thick cock with my feet for several minutes and then peeked up at him from the comfort of my car seat. He looked like he was in Heaven with his eyes rolled back in his head and then I felt his hand on my foot, pushing himself harder into the bottom of my right foot. Again I fit my toes around the lip of his swollen head and. I followed him outside and into the large black car. The car drove around in what seemed like circles, then it pulled to a stop in front of a long, wide dirt road. The lawyer type got out of the car and made a call on his cell phone. He stood looking down what I realized wasn't a dirt road. It was in fact a dirt runway.We waited about ten minutes before the small black airplane made a very rough landing. Since the pilot got out of the plane, then walked to us, I guessed that it was considered a. And along the way, during their transition, they are the subjected to bitter pain and loneliness. But none of that matters to you does it? What did you write in your September Newsletter? Oh yes, 'Where as most gay males prefer to commit sodomy using such unnatural orifices as their mouth and rear, none reaches the perverted heights of the male to female transsexual. This person will spend upwards of ten thousand dollars to have his own penis removed from between his legs just so he can then. This is about hurting her. The**** is savage; it lasts and lasts and lasts, immense cocks thrustinginto her broken bleeding body as she twists and suffers on the table.Once more they paint her with their come. Her face is drenched withit; she feels like a whore. She stares into the camera, sobbing, nolonger human, and she knows: it's time to die.He comes for her at last, the fifth man, the one with...oh, dearGod...with the snuff flogger, the one made of stiff, razors-sharpwire. He brushes it.