” She took my hands in her hands, and gently guided them along her face. It felt like a face, but her lips did seem a bit larger, and her chin was s...rong. Then I felt her hair, and it was crinkly. I moved my fingers to her face again and I once again caressed her, plotting in my mind the features I was feeling.“Jackie, are you black?” I asked quietly.“Well, I am told I am, and I am also African-American.” We both giggled.“OK, that is cool. So you know, my hair is probably the same color as. Finally I heard Umberto yelling at me from above, "Right!... Go Right!", and I felt the whole vehicle shake while the gun roared over my head. I peered out to the right and saw three men -- one of them carrying a rocket launcher -- high-tailing it away from us on foot. Umberto was trying to fire on them by watching the tracer rounds closing in on their position, but he was having trouble aiming while I was jerking the Bradley around, trying to change direction. But the alternative was to hold. I feared that I would be unable to control myself and would have to suck and lick her cock and balls. Fear that I would want to taste her cum. Mostly, I feared that I would love it.Isn't that exactly how an all consuming addiction starts? First, it’s just a curiousity, just a taste. Then another, and another. I had to experience it now. No other lady seemed to do, seemed so incredible, beautiful and exciting. I searched out and found a “Transgender and Shemale Night” at a bar, in another city.. I’d never seen this beauty before and had no idea who she was, but she slowly walked toward me, wearing this black silky long dress, her nipples visibly poking through the fabric. Even though confused at who this was and what was happening, my male responses kicked in and I immediately started getting hard. She noticed the rising bulge in my boxers as she got so close to me that the front of her body was touching mine. Her smell was intoxicating. She reached up and gave me a slight kiss on the.
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