A Spectrum

Never had Elizabeth thought of gender as a spectrum so much as she did in this moment. Kasey was stripped, lean and muscular, their cock stiff as a rock. Behind Kasey was Jackson Reynolds. Elizabeth recognized him, as a defense lawyer that used to give Douglas fits. But Jackson didn't recognize Elizabeth, and it was probably better that way. That ... was a different life.

But Jackson was the epitome of masculinity, thick and rugged and hairy. He'd make a good lumberjack, she thought, although sadly he wasn't wired to pussy. He was wired to ladyboys like Kasey, ones that didn't completely sacrifice their masculinity like Mira had. He had his bearded mouth buried in Kasey's neck, his cock buried in their ass, feeding the ladyboy his massive prick.

Behind Elizabeth was Mira, the ladyboy trying to emulate Jackson, her stiff golden cock plowing Elizabeth with ardor and love that Elizabeth had never gotten from Douglas. And Elizabeth, gently wrapped her lips around Kasey's equally swollen cock. just the same size of her cousin's. Elizabeth bobbed her mouth up an down.

"Fuck, that feels good," Kasey said, their strong hands wrapping around Elizabeth's skull, holding her steady as they fucked her mouth. "Oh, keep fucking me baby." Jackson grunted, not terribly pleased with the smell of perfume and soft creams in his house, but plowing his partner all the same. It was a spectrum, and they all belonged on it in different spots.