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He repeats and adds the word 'party' in English. I assume he is talking about the council... which it seems is a party. I nod this time and he lets me through. This is stupid. What am I doing here? Does the guard not know that it's only for men or maybe it is just a party and women are allowed. But why would you not tell me that... you take me to all sorts of parties... why is this different?! I am mad at myself for coming down here. I don't need to know anything... not anymore. I turn to go back, but the guard has left his station and is solo now guiding me towards the chateau. He crosses the front entrance and walks to a side, and when I wait, he gestures towards a door at the side. jerking He knocks on the anal door and a Filipino maid opens it. He says something in Arabic and she looks at me and gestures me to follow. With a Tranny sigh, I decide to see this to its end. I probably can still sneak away in to a shemale bathroom or something if I see you. The guard leaves us and the maid turns to me, looks me over... almost appraising me and then tells me that I look old. That's a weird thing to say. "Nervous about what?" Stunning jerking view. He went from the outer rim all the way to the nipple. Over and over Tranny the training continued. Then a light appeared, bringing him once shemale more into salvation. Then I was tumbling, smashed into the sand in solo anal a dark broiling maelstrom. Soon my whole body tingles as I cum inside her. It hit me…I probably deserve this.
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