Apprehensively I peeked up, into your face, relieved to see the concern in your expression, with a flicker of anger behind it.“You didn’t safeword...” I heard the censure in your tone. You thought I had deliberately refused to say it, to push myself past my ability to bear. I didn’t tell you at the time but the truth is, I didn’t even think of it. Despite the level of misery I was in, stopping never occurred to me. I shook my head, indicating that I wanted to continue. I wasn’t ready to quit yet.. She was passive at first, but after a while, she started pushing back at me. Her breathing was heavier now, and I got about six inches into her.“I want to turn around!” she shouted. I withdrew slowly and let her lay on her back. That beautiful model-like face was in ecstasy. I was glad to see her enjoying it.“Fuck me hard,” she said. I didn't need any more encouragement.She was so petite, that I could not even kiss her while my dick was close to her pussy. She only reached my chest. I entered. My inner sissy self is completely in charge as my pussy relaxes and opens up to Him and He easily penetrates me. As that wonderful Man Cock begins to enter me I can't help myself from letting out a breath and that soft moan of pleasure. It just feels so good.Once inside me he begins working his cock deeper and deeper into me, my body naturally pushes back on him and soon he begins that lovely rhythm of sliding his cock in and out of me. I am his, his girl completely, accepting the fact. As if he could read Sammy's mind, Hunter patted Sammy on the back andsaid "if you need a place to stay, you could sleep in my guest roomtonight, as I live just across the street and you have to be back here inthe early morning to service the patrons at the transgender literatureevent."Sammy figured that was the best idea, so he agreed, and they both wentback to Hunter's house. Hunter's guest room was a small room off hiskitchen, which had been a pantry at one time, but which Hunter now keptfull.