Jessie was always the last I got to visit, or more like she was the one to visit me. She would come home after dark when most of the family had gone t...o bed. I would be waiting in my cottage until around eleven until I heard a knock on the door. She was always dressed slutty after studying. Jessie was a tough girl and she would always fuck me rough. Forcing me to play tough back. She never let me control our sessions and we never had slow pace like we did the first time. During the end, when I. A dog cock whore. A filthy Puta.”That last word did it for me. I screamed as my cock exploded inside her, mingling my cum with the dog’s.And as my cock started to wilt, I pulled out of her, and went to stand in front of her. “Clean me up, you dirty whore,” I demanded.Dutifully, Brenda got on her knees and licked me clean. Cum was running out her cunt, and running down her legs.“I think you need cleaning, too, don’t you?” Brenda nodded yes, giving a meaningful look at John.“Yes, I think. " I was surprised. Vietnamese Catholics are famously devout."You mean you actually seduced a priest from confession?" My priest was from Boston. After I told him I wanted to be a girl, he said that God would help me, then he helped himself to me every chance he got. I told my mom, and at first she didn't believe me. But when Father Tom kept on doing it, she figured it out, and then we stopped going to his Church. But I still wanted to be a girl, and I prayed to God every day to make me a girl,. He was momentarily distracted from her angry glare as she shifted, and several streams of her juices stretched between her legs and began dribbling down the inside of her thighs.Then she exploded.“Can’t you be serious for one fucking minute?” she yelled, her fury and disdain apparent even through her tears, “Something is obviously wrong with me, and you’re making dumb jokes about your new gadget! God! You’re like a child sometimes!”Eric’s chin jerked up, as much at the tone as the words, and.