Think! He told himself. Where could the transgendered freak have gone?His eyes fell on the stylized figure that represented a woman in a skirt, and he...knew, as soon as he saw it, that his quarry had fled into the ladies' room. Of course! He told himself. There was nowhere else the freaky bitch could have hidden in so short a time!Now that he'd located his intended victim's hiding place, another problem presented itself. He couldn't very well enter the ladies' restroom. There were some places. Tab mein ek haat se unke boobs daba raha tha or dusre se unki gaand ko dabah raha tha. Woh cheekhney lagi ahaa haaa bahut maaza araha hey amaan aaj to meri zindagi ka sub sey khuskismat din hey jo tum mil gaey, mein kitne dinon se tum pe nazar dali hui thi, plzzz or zooor seyy aha haaaaaaaaaa haahhh ahhhh phir mein kafi der tuk us ki choot chat tha raha to achsnak us ki choot sey pani nikal gay or who kaheney lagi wah amaan wah phir us ney achanak mera lund apney munh mein ley lia or kaha tum. What had she done? She hadn’t known. But she could have asked. There was no way she could go forward as a whore now. They had set up a place of safety, and there she was, entitled and cosseted as the guild master had said. Yes, there she was, marching in, demanding to be part of it, sure that being a Whore couldn’t involve deep emotional issues like those that had scarred David in the ogre campaign. The ephemerals were selling themselves to control when they were forced to offer their bodies—to. Undoing my bun, she grabs my hair as it falls into a pony tail half way down my back and uses it to control my face. I clean her thighs where she has splashed, such that her perfect black skin shows no trace of pee. She takes me closer and closer to paradise, but her strong hand on my hair keeps me from lunging to paradise with my tongue until I have cleaned every inch of her skin.At last, my whimpering is silenced as she pulls me to her pussy and Mistress allows me to clean her perfect cunt. I.