My hand wrapped around the shaft and began to stoke him, he was hard for me. He wanted to fuck me and own me as much as I wanted him too. I had not... even looked yet but I could feel he was huge and well hung. I would not be disappointed. That familiar musky scent was in the air as fell to my knees before him, he was like a God. I was here to worship. I wanted to taste his cock but NEEDED him to fuck me hard. I needed him to punish me with that beautiful cock. “Oh hell yeah” he moaned as. " The thing you said that worries me the most is that eventually hormoneswill stop my ability to have an erection. That would probably be fine,if I knew that I wanted to have a vagina replace my penis. But, Idon'tknow that yet. Right now, we don't have intercourse more often thanonce a week or so, but when we do, I really enjoy it. So, until I makea decision about the surgery, I would certainly want to continue to haveerections. Who knows, I might just want to be a transsexual with. Sag and Bru knew, of course, that I had been born a boy, but Papa so much wanted a little girl that he named me “Honey-Lee” and raised me as a girl from the get-go. They kept my blond hair long, dressed me in skinny girl’s jeans, pink flower-patterned shirts and girls’ boots with pink appliqués and pink stitching. And every day, Papa kissed me and called me “Papa’s Little Girl”. Mama taught me to cook and sew and I was mostly exempted from the dirtier or heavier jobs around the ranch. Sag. I was stood up it fell out of my arse my legs was gently pulled apart and was push down and layed one some one his cock was between my legs I reached down and started to rub his cock I was then lifted up a little bit and some one got on top that's when I felt there ends against my hole and then they both slid in two cocks at once I was really getting fucked it hurt but I was loving it it was a strange feeling to have two cocks in my arse at once the one I was laying on came first then the.