You moan as he stimulates all the nerve endings in your asshole. With a push his thumb slides inside you now. Three fingers in your pussy and his thum... in your ass. He moves his thumb, making circles inside your ass making you moan again. More cum leaks out of you and around his fingers.He pulls his thumb out and lines up his hand up so that his index finger presses against your asshole while his middle and ring fingers rest just outside your pussy. With one, smooth movement he slides them all. "Oh, and one more thing. Dig out the titles to the vehicles you own andsign them tonight. You have no need for any vehicles. There is alaundromat just down from the motel that You can do Mine and Mr. Smithslaundry at and they even have a dry-cleaner's attached. I havepurchased a used, pink Vespa scooter with a big pink basket on the backthat you can use to get around. You will look so cute in your sissyoutfits zipping around town on that. I am going to let you have the tendollars for. "I shouldn't have pushed you like Idid." No," Tommi replied, "I'm the one who needs to apologize. I said somethings that were pretty mean. I'm really sorry! I didn't want to hurtyou!"Sara felt her own eyes watering. "Maybe you were right," she saidsoftly. "Maybe I _was_ trying to convince you stay my sister. I'mjust ... scared of what will happen when you go back to being a boy! Idon't want to be alone again!"Tommi hugged Sara tightly. "I don't want to lose you," she sobbed,"but I'm. ‘Sargent Lester this is my friend Preacher Burke.’ I reached up and shook the slightly younger man’s hand. ‘So who were you with?’ It was a natural question for him to ask. ‘MACV,’ It should have been all the answer necessary. ‘What the fuck is that?’ He looked a little drunk. I quickly began to assess him. He was about twenty pounds of drunk, overweight. Too much soft living since he came home I thought. If it came to physical force, I was more than a match for him. Problem was several more.