“He spit in my face,” he said.“He did what!” she said. “What did you do?”“I spit in his face! And I felt good doing it,” he said.‘Wh...t the hell!” she said. “And that’s your definition of kid gloves.”“I had to do it, and, I guess so did he. Abigail, it was matter of respect. Believe it or not, it was a matter of respect. If I’d just rolled over, or, in his mind if he had...” he said.“Men!” she said. “You’re all nuts!”“That is likely an accurate assessment,” he said, and he wasn’t smirking.“I’ve. Both of them know this night isn’t over. He positions himself behind her, spitting on her slightly stretched out asshole and pressing his head against the opening. Kenny lets out a soft moan and pushes back against him. With a little force, his cock starts to slide inside her eager ass. She buries her face into the couch cushion, letting out soft grunts as he continues to push deeper into her tight ass. Once he’s half-way inside her, he pulls out slowly, spitting inside her once more, and. She had me steel hard in thirty seconds, then stood, dropped her jeans around her ankles, and bent over the kitchen table. She turned and looked at me with lust in her eyes and said, “Well what are you waiting for, stud; an engraved invitation?”I fingered her for a moment, but she was already dripping wet. I positioned myself and slid in. I fucked her slowly while she fingered her clit. She cums in about three minutes, and I followed a couple of minutes later. We cleaned up in the bathroom and. Simmons asked Candice if she had someonespecial in her life, and she explained that she didn't have much timefor romance. Even when she did find the time, being trans made thatdifficult, as did her peculiar... tendencies. Mr. Simmons politelypried, and she reluctantly shared that she's submissive... not just as apassive girlfriend, but submissive in the BDSM lifestyle sense of theterm. She had never shared that with anyone else, including thepsychologists whom she was required to visit for her.