Urina was taken to the cafeteria for a bite, her breasts still bare.Another she-male was being force-fed. It was her tank-mate but Urinacouldn't care.... He hadn't been able to keep up with her weight drop andher Size Two petiteness. If he couldn't be the daintiest, now he would bethe fattest.Urina is a funny name? I wonder why they call me that. Joan didn't mindexactly, indeed, after her stint in the tank, Joan didn't object toanything. Rather, the name was odd. Did it mean something?Days passed. I looked down to see my growing cock, its pale hue contrasted nicely besides the coffee tone of his gorgeous piece. My left hand went to the top of his right buttock, while I pressed my right palm first against the wall behind me. With his face buried in my neck he probed deeper, bringing my body to a new level of pleasure. My balls rubbed loosely along the inside of his wrist, and I could feel his beautiful cock getting hard. He was a lot like myself in this way; he had a good sized penis,. ‘Tired?’ She nuzzled the v of skin that peaked out from the collar of his button-down shirt. ‘Someone kept me up all night,’ she mumbled. He chuckled and the sound warmed her down to her toes. ‘Well, get some sleep now then. You might be kept up late again tonight.’ She poked him playfully in the ribs and snuggled into his warmth, drifting off into a pleasant doze. ~o~ Dr. Maslow stared at the body he was preparing for burial. ‘What the hell?’ There was something out of place. Years of. I held my prick in my hand and started rubbing the head on her pussy and ass. Each time I brought it by her pussy, she would impatiently push back to get it in. I liked the teasing and it made Megan wilder. I could see her pussy juice had started flowing again and her pussy was glistering in it. With one gentle thrust I had my prick all the way in her pussy and a sigh slipped from her mouth. I grabbed her butt and started pushing my prick in and out of her over wet pussy. We could hear the.