This wasn’t the nasty thought I’d been considering when I locked the door, but I was all-but helpless to stop Pandora from what she was doing, fig...ring that we still had another whole day and night together, before Joe would return to take her home. And the moment Joe popped into my mind, well, Pandora had just pulled my dick into her slobbery mouth again, but this time she sort-of pushed herself forward. I could feel her blunt, cold, wet nose pressing into the hot skin, from which and not. The boy they adopted was Jack she told us. Jack was a troubled young boy, he was alone in this world as his real parents just up and dumped him in the city streets when he was six or seven. He has never known his real parents and probably never will she told us. That boy grew up in an orphanage. They did not take the time for a troubled youth such as him she explained. Can you imagine the hate and anger growing within a boy that was dumped into the streets unwanted and unloved by your own. He held her up until her legs dangled and her entire back was pressed against him. Eira lifted her arms, grabbing onto the next pair of legs, hanging fully off the ground with most of her weight supported by him. At this pace, her whole body bounced with each thrust, and the sensation blurred together until she could hardly tell whether he was getting faster, or she was just losing control. The first orgasm hit her in waves, spreading up to her head and down to her toes with its tingling warmth. As I related in the first story, I had no clue whatsoever that my friend Jenny possessed an anatomical difference which I had never dreamed really existed. I had read of myths, legends, and lore which had described her hermaphrodite status, but I was mistakenly thinking this was fictional poppycock. After finding out about Jenny, oh what a world, what an intriguing new world she has introduced me to; she gave me a first-hand introduction to a completely new world which I will never forget. It.