.. I'm a..." A woman. A slut who needs her hot pussy satisfied?" I grinned."I ... yes..." she groaned. "Oh, yes! I need to be fucked. Let me feel that... cock in me." Chantelle grasped me, guiding my throbbing shaft to Supergirl's dripping pussy. The new woman gasped as I slid into her tight depths. She shuddered atop me, mewling in delight as she experienced her first cock."Oh, wow! Oh, that's nice." You like it, slut?" I giggled."So much!" Her hips writhed, sliding up and down on my cock.. I was recovering from the beating and an intenseorgasm and was trying to catch my breath."You dirty tranny whore!" Steven bellowed.He picked up the cane and began to thrash my bare buttocks. The pain wasunbearable and I began to scream."Red! Red! Red!" I shrieked.Steven didn't stop flailing me with the cane; in fact he hit me harder."Let's see you giggle now you tranny cunt! You still think that it'sfunny that I had difficulty lashing you to the cross?" he gasped as hecontinued to cane. "Now what have we here?" she poked at the plate, sliding her feet down his chest to his groin, tickling his cock with her toes. "MMM bacon and eggs. But this is way too much for me. I'll tell you what, you can have my left-overs. You're going to need your strength today." her feet worked up and down his cock exquisitely as she began to eat, and Brad, unable to help himself, ran his hands up the outside of Sir's legs, squeezing her soft thigh's firmly."MMm. yummy" she continued "No bacon for you. . " Well, we can go to my house. It's real close," he said."Sure! Okay! I've never been to your house before."They walked home. He tried to walk quickly. He knew his parents would still be gone for awhile yet. He needed at least a few hours."This is my house," he told her, walking up the driveway."I like it." Thanks."They went inside. She put her backpack down in the hall."Are you hungry?" he asked her."No, not really."He smiled. "Wanna see my room?" Sure!"They went upstairs. He was praying.She.