Brad, I feared, was one of theformer, rather than one of the latter.He'd said not a word, since hearing my poetic confession, as it were, ofmy transse...ual--or hermaphroditic--nature and the offering, in my verse,of all of my charms to him as gifts that were, at the same time,"intimations of intimacy" to follow--if he wished to accept them and theadditional gift--the gift of me, of my sex--that they implied.Obviously, Brad was not interested. He drove on, eyes fixed upon theroad ahead, jaw like. Ya deka kar teacher boli jor say jor say.mai pehli baar kar reha to to mera land 5 minit mai hi pani nekal gaya. Lakin teacher ki pyas abhi puri nahi hui thi uno ho na mera land apna muma lka chusna lagi jor jor say aur ma siska na laga haaaaaaaaaaaa. Todi he dear ma mera land fir say tayar ho gya…tab teacher husta huai boli ab dehar dhera muje maza dena toda time lagana aur ya kahaki vo dewal ka shara jaka kadhi hogi ulthi. Aur khudi ki gand ko bhar ki aur nekal diya. Aur helna lagi fir ma. He glanced up at me and saw the trepidation on my face, giving me a smile. “Relax, girl. I’m just going to take some pictures, okay? All you have to do is stay there, keep the toy in, and oh—don’t cum, okay?” With that, he started snapping shots from halfway across our tiny bathroom, grinning as I cried out and thrashed under the stimulating spray.Some ten minute later, I was on the edge, tears brimming in my eyes as I tried to hold it back. I made desperate sounds through the gag, and he. I quickly grabbed her ass and started slapping it. She liked it rough. She responded and took my dick and placed it in her pussy. DAMN! It was tight and totally wet!I could sense pain in her eyes as I pushed inside her but I wasn’t showing mercy. I pushed my cock fully inside her. She moaned loud. I pulled out and hit it again and again and again, every time with more power and thrust. She started getting into the groove. I fucked her hard, grabbed her hair, choked her while she was rubbing her.