My mind kept telling me I had to do something. I had to do something or she was going to die. I grabbed one of my towels, wrapping it around her arm.N...w what?Get help, a voice screamed in my head. I rushed out of the bathroom, frantic to find my phone. I grabbed my purse and dumped its contents across my floor, throwing aside lipstick tubes, tampons, keys, change, and all that other crap in my purse before I found my phone."911 emergency." She's bleeding to death!" I shouted into the phone.It. She went mad… Was like… It’s enough baby… Fuck me… Fuck me tarun… Fuck me like your bitch… Stop teasing…. And aaaahhhh aaahhhh ohhhhh she came….. I went over her again and asked her to give me a blowjob to which she refused…. Me too didn’t forced her…. Then I asked her to hold me tight….. She followed… I tried to insert my tool inside her but it was too much tight…. I struggled and succeeded in inserting the head of my tool in her… She screamed in pain… Aaaahhhhh take it out tarun… I can’t take. He pushed me away, slowly lowering me to his lap until my knees rested on the seat on either side of him. Our eyes locked once again as I continued to lower myself. I felt his engorged knob, now slippery with precum, moving back and forth over my hungry orifice. I had no condom, but I was so aroused at the thought of being taken as a woman, I didn’t care. As I sat down, my anal sphincter yielded and he slipped inside, burrowing into my eager cavity and eliciting a load moan from me. My head. I did my best to explain that it would be the fastest way to get them back to Mormon Territory because the Central Pacific line was laying track faster than anyone expected. The Mormons in the western parts of the failed Deseret experiment were notified to assist the railroad in every way possible including working for no pay on the railroad. The same instructions were implemented on the eastern segment moving west to a place called Promontory Point just outside of Salt Lake City.It was not.