The caged men strained forwards toward the hot scene in front of them. They could here squelching of fingers inside hot, pink pussy. He lay her down o...n the sacks nearby and lined himself up for penetration into her slender and elegant body. He pressed against her wet opening, pushing harder. ’OOOh you’re hurting!’ she wailed. ’You need wetting some more then!’ He grunted. ’So do I!’ And in one swift movement he grasped her shapely legs and hung her upside down, burying his big horny face into. When I was the boy dating a girl I was always pursuing her, trying to have sex with her. As a boy, I never felt pursued in a sexual sort of way. Other than a shave and nice clean clothes, I never had to go out of my way that much.Now that I am going around as a Tranny girl, it is me who is being pursued. I need to think about my make up, my hair, my clothes, my shoes and accessories. I shave real close all over and put on a nice perfume. I have to look appetizing to the men and send them over. I moved my fingers inside her a couple of times and I was not satisfied with just one finger…I withdrew that and slid two now… at this point I found her lips tighten over my dick.. that scared me.. was Sonia awake? was she voluntary responding to my actions??? since she dint move much,, i continued… I went in and out over her mouth with my dick and with my fingers in her pussy… her juices were lubricating my fingers and it was easy to go in and out… I let some of her juices flow out and I. I remembered the first time I bound her tightly. It was a simple binding. Lisa was kneeling, her ankles crossed behind her and bound, her knees tied apart by rope attached to the furniture. Her arms were drawn behind her, tied at wrists and elbow to hold them straight and thrust out her breasts. Clover clamps attached to the post in front of her were on each nipple. Her clit hood ring was leashed to the post, also. She was blindfolded but not gagged. I wanted to communicate with her.It was Mary.