I mean, as a transgender woman –”“Are you?”I blink. All I can manage is “…oh.”He swallows nervously.“I don’t mean to speak out of tu...n,” he says.“You’re really not! Thank you, actually.”“I just thought your voice was quite low.”We stand there in companionable awkwardness. He puts the breathalyzer in a pouch on his belt, which is already laden with sundry other equipment. He doesn’t have a baton, but he does have cuffs.Hmm.I want to tell him that I am a happy, independent woman and a living. You continue to do this casing me to moan and bring me to a climax. As I’m trying to catch my breath you stand up and thrust your dick into me until you’re fully seated in me and you start to fuck me. You tell me that I need to keep some what quiet so that people don’t try to come in and you continue to fuck me hard. I tell you that I’m close to another climax and you stop fucking me and withdraw as I protest. After you’re out of me you tell me stand up and face away from you. Then you. I can hardly wait." Good. Dress yourself and I'll check on Kaylee. I know this dress isreally frilly, but it's the last outfit I have for you. You'll have towear it for now, and you must look appropriate for brunch. Craig willbe bringing your clothes from your house so you can be comfortablelater. If you need any help, just call me," Carissa told him."I'll be fine I think," said Taylor, walking over and seeing the whiteknee socks on the bed.It was weird sliding his legs into them and tugging. The pleasure was intense -- but unnatural and obscene. She felt her entire crotch area engorge with the blood of arousal and felt her vagina lengthen. Then the vibration stopped.Control of the torso now evidently shifted because it no longer moved like a robot -- it moved like a man. The man's head looked down, so the screen in front of her showed the top of his head. She looked down too."This sure is hot!" exclaimed the man as the robotic thighs descended onto hers, the red penis closing in on.