And you’ve obviously been telling her that he is.”“What do you want me to do?” Carla asked. “She asks who her daddy is and there is only one...possibility.”“We can go ‘round and ‘round on this,” I said. “And we’re not going to get anywhere. We trust the science. Carla trusts what she is certain happened. It’s an impasse which we can’t solve.”“Why can’t you just accept it for what it is?” Carla asked, almost in tears.I put my head in my hands and shook it. This was an impossible situation, made. I told Satan that I would willingly trade my soul if Satan would transform me into a woman. “Please, Lord Satan”, I begged, as I masturbated, “Make me a woman! I BEG you!” Then I came and felt ashamed, quickly dismissing this bit of foolishness. But after that night, each time I masturbated he reaffirmed my plea to my new liege Lord.One afternoon I was hitchhiking, when a large box truck pulled over. I hopped in and the driver drove on. And then the trucker, a masculine looking man of perhaps. . I don't know ... relieved your own tension in that way ... in your bedroom?" Mike hoped this was the case."No. Mike ... I ... oh shit." Once again, Jennifer knew she had to get it off her chest. "I'm horrible. I made him stay right where he was. He had it ... he had it in his hand and he had my panties wrapped around it. And I was so fucking angry..." She didn't flinch on using the word this time. "My crazy brain said that maybe I should show him what it feels like to see that. So I made him. I was kneeling near her mouth and she was sucking my dick. It felt more wonderful than anything else. I grow hotter and started fucking her mouth. She nearly choked once or twice but I continued pushing it down her throat. Viji she kept on sucking without a word. My dick was completely wet just dripping with her saliva. I was ready to fuck her now; she moved her legs, took her left hand and guided my dick towards her pussy and in the hole. Slowly I pushed it in and out my dick was so hard and I.
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