I felt a little shame at first. Why was I so hard? This wasn't my biological sister, I reasoned. This was a naked teenaged girl with a gorgeous pussy,... opened up for my viewing pleasure. Even though her pussy was spread wide open, her slit was still tightly closed, except for a faint crack of an opening. Beside the sofa was a small lamp, the light was hitting the juices that covered her inner lips. I couldn't believe how small her slit was! How could her pussy ever accept a cock? I was. Her emotions were still on edge from the previous day's adventures, and when her fingers slid across her clit, her orgasm was unpreventable. Her body tightened, her legs extending and then drawing upwards toward her chest as her fingers pulled almost ferociously at her vulva, the fingers of her left hand quickly moving in and out of her vagina while her right hand tormented her clit. Her climaxes continued, one after the other until she could tolerate no more. Her hands dropped to her sides and. She became impatient with my work. I said “what happened?” She said that her husband does only this and nothing else and she wants to go forward. She asked me to remove her panty. In great anticipation and excitement I slid down the panty down her beautiful and plump legs. I put my hand in between her legs but was unable to find the spot and had to be guided by her. She opened up her legs and guided my hand to her glorious vagina. The windows of the car were rolled up and by this time a strange. I a bit pissed of since he lectured me at lenght when one of the neigbours told him that I was a tranny, but I also wanted him to know what a sex doll I was and how right it was for me to be dressed like a spoiled female brat. I sent pictures of myself with makeup with my Id card around the internet and I was quite surprised nobody recognized me. At least no body admitted. Most of my facebook and chilhood friends knew about me but they were quite lousy about it. I went on the streets again, and.