Their cum was inert to other transgender people, but to everyone else, consuming too much cum in a short time would cause the consumer to go cock-blin...d or cum-drunk. Eventually, the consumer would succumb to being a bonded slave to whomever gave them their last cum shot or into a common slut for the community. This was, of course, just a rumor. No authority or government in the country bought into this absurd rumor to investigate it. Furthermore, most people chalked it up as a tourism tactic. I needed a good, hard slamming that never seemed to end, and that's what he was giving me. I wanted to be used as his fuck toy, to satisfy him completely, as he satisfied me at the same time. He withdrew his cock quickly and climbed over my legs to straddle my waist, slick cock in hand. He slapped it against my breast then stroked it furiously. I opened my mouth, hoping to taste his cum. He brought it down again but this time against my other breast, as he now had me whimpering for his seed. I. It’s good enough to get both your cars on it without running off the rails. Is that where you want us to drop you?”“Yes, Sir. We’ll flag someone down when we’re ready to leave. May be a week or even two, but we’ll let you know.“Just how far is it over to the old fort?” Caleb asked.“About twenty-five miles. We’ll have you there shortly. Are you fellers here in Colorado to hunt?”“Yes, Sir. That’s exactly why we’re here.”As soon as the brakeman had set the manual brakes on the cars at the old. Brittany hurried down to the laundry room. She was mostly recovered from the over dose of the 'cocktail' she had been given but she was still feeling some effects. The itching was gone, which she was very grateful for, but she still was horny. It was now at a controllable, almost normal stage but she still wanted to have sex. Her pussy was very tender and it looked like it had been beaten but she still felt aroused enough to want more fucking. Her anus felt sore but she wouldn't mind another.