I was terrified, and the pain, it…” Tears cut the girl’s words off as her head sank weakly back to the bed and she sobbed, too tired to even turn away. Trans sex She’d had vodka before, although only sips here and there, but at this point she couldn’t think of any reason to stay sober. “By God, if I want a hole to fuck, I’ll go home and stick it to your whore of a mother. She felt rather than saw Ilona’s stare on her own body, taking in Anna’s figure, the slope of her buttocks, the perky arch of the young maid’s breasts. Her tears might heal, thought Anna, wishing she too could cry. For some reason, tonight of all nights, she did not want her father to spunk inside her, and the taste of his cock was like poison. The small part of Anna’s brain that hadn’t fled felt sorry for this girl, older than
