ThatI was free. It made me realize that what was holding me back wasn't thatI wanted to be a man again... I just didn't want to be forced. That Iwa...ted the method of expressing my femininity to be my choice. And now itwas. As much as I still resented him for forcing me into this... Icouldn't deny that I loved my body. I enjoyed how people looked at me,but more than that I loved how I felt inside. Like a woman.After crying alone and silently for nearly an hour, I wiped my face cleanand. We kissed for long and i felt her juices were coming out soaking my cock. She said “mae taiyar hoon, daal de apni lund mere choot me” i said “saali, thora choos ke to de, aj raat yeh lund tera hae”. She give a little suck, maybe for a minute, then said “bohut ho giya, mere choot puri gili hai, pehle mere choot ko chod le, uski baad pher choosdengi”. I said “itna jaldi kyun meri jaan, pehle mujhe tere choot thik se chatne choosne de” I got down, sucked her clit, licked her pussy lips, both inner. After some more typing I hear the guy moving equipment again. now my turn to be deep inside that tight and super wet pussy. I being to hear him lower his zipper and drop his jeans. I feel the air rush past my face as he throws his clothes behind me. I hear him walking out of the room as the bullet continues to send all sorts of crazy sensations through my body. I am continuing to cry as im tied there helpless to this creeps violations. I got an idea he says as he cuts the ropes around my. I love wearing two hats, being your mom and girlfriend. Now, as your mom, I'm asking you to stick your cock in my twat and shoot that juice." "May I consult my wife?" I nodded, and Gia came up with us. "I say 'Yes,'" she stated, turning him around. "I'm a mom, and I know what's like now, so I think we should give her what she wants now. She wants her own baby now, and we love our mom." "And I'll name the baby 'Gia' if it’s a girl, I promise, and it is not just because you two named your baby.