Itcan?t even ejaculate. I can no longer live life as a man even if I wasfree to live as I want. It has been taken from me.?Michael understood. ?How sh...uld I refer to you? It?s your choice and Iwill call you Vincent and treat you as a man if you want. Or do youprefer if I refer to you as a woman??She shook her head. ?As a woman, call me Vanessa. I can?t be a mananymore. I don?t look like a man. It would look silly and out of placeto call me Vincent and treat me as a man. I am a woman whether I. I leaked and drained my pussy onto his heavy hand.As I began to come back to my senses I discovered he was holding me up. I felt his hands leave me. My dress was lifted up from behind. His hard hot shaft slid between my thighs and moved its way back and forth. My wetness coated it. I lubricated the cock that was about fuck me there; in the middle of the people.The black man just let his huge dick wedge between my tighs. I glanced down. There was a thick bump jutting out in the front of my. Now that she is tied to the bed she is at his mercy, he starts to caress her breasts gently squeezing her nipples, they are so sensitive under his touch and she writhes with pleasure but today isn’t about her pleasure, today is all about his primal side.As he looks down at her smiling because of feeling she is getting through her nipples he squeezes a little harder, the expression on her face changes, breathes in sharply and she bites her bottom lip.He doesn’t say a word to her he just squeezes. Sheila and I met while scavenging and have been together ever since. Bill's wife died, too, and he remarried. We both have two children now. Mack and his wife both survived, as did their children. Joe's wife died but his children made it. They help him on the farm a lot."I asked, "How many are living around Mustang?"He thought a moment and said, "There's about twenty couples and ten or so singles plus children. We are growing slowly. We try to watch the area. There have been a couple of.