. until I saw this girl.This ladyboy. She was small... and shy. She was walking in front of me. I was watching herfrom behind and thinking that she wa... a girl. Absolutely. I love petite women. They're sofeminine to me. I came up behind her and when she saw me - she turned red because I waslooking right at her and smiling.I talked for a little while and she said nothing. She smiled and gave me the look like I couldtake her home if I chose.Her voice was very quiet. Almost a whisper. I loved. During lunch hour, I wander over to her office to find out what's up.She is talking with another subordinate-- Charlene, from accounting. I wait for Char to take off, and then knock on the open door to get her attention."Ah," she says as she notices me, "come in." Is there a dangerous smirk on her face? She stabs a button on her desk and the door closes behind me. Executives have all the cool toys.Echoes from the door latch are punctuated only by an uncomfortable silence. She looks at me. They also had three glasses of wine and Jodi told her best friend about taking on six college guys at there last swingers party. Going into much detail of what it felt like and how she loved being watched by others at the party.Cat was very aroused listening to her best friend talking about sucking six guys and two were black. She pictured the petite dark haired woman being gang banged. Her nipples were hard and her pussy was extremely wet. Jodi was doing more than Cat had even fantasized. She was moaning as she said her name and I matched it indelibly to her incredibly erotic excretia hole. "Natasha!", she moaned, squirming against my face. She moved away and again I cleaned around my mouth, to prepare for the next bout of analingus. The seventh smelly butt fissure moved over my face, and a hand reached back to hold my head firmly. My nose was deep in her asscrack and she grunted, and expelled a long, wet fart into my face. "Wendy!", she exclaimed loudly, "and here's a kiss.