The power stopped the world crashing down."Aggggggggggg stoppppppppppppppppp!"She began to yelp over and over her legs running on the spot without her...control, like some headless chicken. But her clit was also screaming fighting for her attention along with her desperate nipples."She's going to pop!" The Yank said finally noticing what his experience college had already surmised. The hooded director nodded back silently.Was it the pain? Was it the surge of energy in to every fibre of her body?. "Good night, Gil. I hope you aren't still sore at me for teasing you the other night." The sarcasm in her voice was thick. I turned my eyes back to the monitor and did not reply to her insincere valediction. Amber's anger grew the longer I ignored her. "You're a prick, Gil! You can't bring yourself to say good night?" she hissed at me. Without looking up at her, I calmly and sternly replied, "It is a shame that you are so indignant all the time. That flame in your eyes arouses me, Amber.. I never called him dad, I hated him. My mom told me he has always been a bit aggressive and on top of that he hated gay people and transgender people. He thought they were a freak of nature that had no place in society. They had to be cast out. Now at the time I didn't know if I was gay or not. Dressing up as a girl didn't automatically mean you were gay, but I was a transgender and that was enough. When he found out he was furious. He hit me, he hit my mother, called us names and started. She continued to milk my prick long after the last drop of cum had been coaxed out and I finally had to ask her to stop because the sensation was too intense. She finished me off by grasping the glans of my still hard prick with the tips of her fingers and massaged it with my cum juice forcefully until I had to grab her hand and pull it away. It was just way too intense..... She leaned forward and touched her lips to the incredibly sensitive head of my cock. She let it slip in between her lips.