..?” He started to sayI slowly writhed against him and kissed his mouth, nibbling on his bottom lip then putting my tongue back in his mouth. “Wow...�� he smiled.”Fuck me “ I whispered in his ear as he raised my legs in the air, my pussy open and eager for his cock.He slowly entered me and I gasped as his cock popped inside me and he became mine. He would want this again and again, I knew it. A sexy trans knows better than any female what a man wants and how to dress up for him, never look dowdy in. "Bring me the ties!" I ordered, as I quickly removed my hanging plant from the ceiling hook that kept it hanging. I was improvising. This wasn't my kind of scene, but I somehow sensed she needed it. I was getting to know this family.She brought me the ties, and I used them to bind her wrists together and attach them to the hook in the ceiling. When I was done she was helpless, her arms bound and suspended above her head, her naked body at my mercy. I stepped back to survey my work. She wasn't. Conversely, but simultaneously, I was forced to confront just how Debbie must have felt – knowing that we'd only met in the first place because I'd slept with Carla, the project's initial backer, and then knowing that I'd gone on to sleep with Niusha and Kath. All of whom, with typical feminine logic, she considered to be vastly more intelligent, attractive and generally desirable than her. Which was, of course, utterly ridiculous and I told her so. At length.Except, of course, that I didn't. I. " Gina has such hopeful eyes, that I can’t say no, but I grind my teeth in frustration. I had wanted to talk to her in a public place, but as I think about it, it may be better for her emotional balance if she is home when I’m done. Just don’t break down this time, I think.Besides, have you ever heard of a single college student turning down a free meal?Dinner is delicious, a Sunday pot roast, with carrots, onions, and potatoes. The table is mostly quiet. I don’t want to talk too much around.