She sat behind her desk a very lonely woman, her dominance had driven everyone away that she could have been close to, and she never quite got used to... being "the bitch" and "cobweb cunt," which were some of the nicknames she had overheard for herself. At 47, she was still an attractive woman, her auburn hair hung to her shoulders and she kept it styled nice, her steel blue eyes still had a sparkle and her supple 36c tits still had men gazing at her, not to mention her 34 hips and long slender. When she came out dressed the same way we made our way to the spa pool enclosure and snibbed the gate behind us.The pool area was wonderful. There was a high wooden fence right round it for complete privacy and there were a wide variety of plants and shrubs growing. A clear Perspex roof extended over the pool but the rest of the area was open to the elements and to the night sky. The thin tendrils of steam that rose from the surface of the pool gave a very distinct sense of warmth and, because. "Now that?s how you fuck a tranny!" he guffawed.I was nearly exhausted, every part of my body ached but I feltexhilarated and deeply satisfied. I rolled onto my back and crawledonto the bed panting with exhaustion."Did you come? You dirty tranny whore!" Steven pointed at my soddenknickers.I stupidly smiled up at him and nodded.His face filled with rage and he snatched up the flail and began to beatme ferociously all over my body."Red! Red! Red!" I screamed but he ignored me and continued to. .. thick... hard 'sword.'5 inches. The first five I can take in with ease. The next 3; this is where I know my trouble will be. I lick my lips before slowly wrapping them around where the head would be. I suck lightly for a minute, then stop. I open my eyes and see him. "Hey, Russ," I say, smiling softly, "didn't notice you come in." Hello, darlin'," he says comfortably. I stand up from my sitting position as he walks over to me. I hug him tightly, he hugs back. "Why are you here," he questions.