Rang twice. Sweet, happy voice. "Hi, my love." Hi, my princess," I replied. "I'm getting ready to walk out the door. What's up for the evening?" Me an... you. Some deli roast beef. Muenster cheese. Artisan ciabatta rolls from the bakery up the street. A bottle of Reisling. And then ... I have designs on your body..." No Kara this evening?" Nope. We talked a bit ago. She's got a Skype session with the bunch in Alabama. Chords are being struck, I do believe. And I need my Stoney time. Clothing is. She cried out, her head against the bed, hands crushing the sheets in her grip as Viktor worked his cock inside her ass. "So fucking tight." He waited, going slow then when she relaxed the slightest bit he fed her the length of his cock, spreading her ass open to accept him. She cried, she moaned, then she began to rock her ass back onto him. Now Viktor held her hips and rocked back and forth enjoying the tight grip on him. Alexandru looked up as he hear noise from a distance. He went to the. But money had been paid and wheels were in motion, so I bit my tongue and went with it.There were about 18 people – mostly women, but some men – who had paid for transport and were waiting by the truck when I arrived. Victor was the guy in charge, and he told Santiago, the other transport guy, to help the people into the back of the truck. Santiago stood on the back of the truck and helped everyone in. I noticed that, with a lecherous grin on his face, he grabbed the tits of every woman he. What makes my life until recently so unusual is that on the island whereI grew up and had to discover and come to terms with my transgendernature there were no males. None. Since ancient times the wholepopulation of our island has been female, and for centuries the locationand even the existence of our all-girl island has been a secret that wejealously guarded from the rest of the world, to the point that we usedto simply kill any male who set foot on Themyscira's perfect beachesright there on.