Hands behind my back this time. He was feeling sadistic. I couldn't hear a sound. I couldn't feel the heat of his body and the anticipation was almost...too much.I felt a something sharp and cool caress my backside. I shuddered with fear as the object drew patterns into my skin. There was no pain, but not knowing what this was or what he was doing heightened my senses like never before. I could feel his hand begin stroking my back as I trembled beneath him. The sensation stopped and a new one. I quickly complied because I really wanted his cock back in me. She moved around and pushed my face into the ground. I was face down and ass up. She held my ass cheeks apart as he rammed his cock in me. He held my hips as he began pounding into me. I could feel him slamming into me, shoving me forward with each thrust and then I would push back into him. “Take my cock in your ass, slut,” he shouted. She told me I should beg for his cock. I was in heat and would do anything. He pulled. And how he came so hard that there were tears in his eyes and the pillow. I fantasize that now I want to shave him completely bare. I want him on his knees, crawling up to me and worshiping my pussy for hours on end, maybe even in a cock cage. Just for my satisfaction. But for now, I have this. I pull my fingers out. and press my new strap-on against his now gaping hole. ‘This is a new one,’ I whisper again. ‘It’s bigger. Bigger than you, baby.’ I giggle as he softly protests ‘No.’ But the tip. Basically, it went like this. Heexplained to me that he was gay before he met me. When we first gottogether, I was a boy too. He liked me all the way through the earlystages of transition but as I became more girl, attraction started tofade. When I came home from California, I had tits and a pretty face andhe knew we were over then. He just didn't have the heart to tell me.I was silent. We sat for almost 5 minutes. "Do you still want me as asister?" I asked. He said, "Of course!" We hugged and.