Whilst being well muscled, it was not over-built and unsightly. Each muscle moved and bunched with smooth control as the hunter flexed them, testing t...e depth of the wound and even the wince of pain as he moved damaged tissue wasn’t enough to halt the half-elf’s reverie.After a few moments, the hunter came to a conclusion and lowered his arm, fixing the young female in his gaze once more and Lacrima hoped she didn’t look as flustered as she felt. The hunter spoke and, for the first time since. The wicked scent filled my nose.“It's right here,” I purred. “Just come lick my cunt. You know you want to eat this delicious snatch. You were such a fan of making me do it. Now it's your turn. Because I know what you are. You're a little dyke, aren't you? You're my lezzie-slut now. Get over her and eat me! Put that bitch-mouth to its proper use.”It was wonderful to say these words to her after she humiliated me. After she made me feel so terrible. It was just amazing. My juices were flowing as. . regular.It used to be worse - before I started taking hormones, I could hardlystand to look at myself even dressed, but with my breasts coming in alittle, now if I wear the right kind of clothes I guess there are worselooking women out there.But naked, all I see is the ugly bits, so I just dont go there.I know I shouldnt complain - I've seen some people who have it a lotrougher than me in the looks department - burn victims, people withhorrible diseases, people with terrible birth defects.Me,. . other matter. It’s actually not too bad and at least doesn’t smell noticeably. I’m faced with a decision now: do I blow him right now, trusting to teenage hormones to have him going again pretty soon, or do I try and hold him back until I’m ready to let him fuck me? I decide on the former, evidence so far suggesting it takes very little to get little Jimmy interested. That decided I pull him back under the shower, rinsing the gel away and giving me another opportunity to run hands over biceps.