He was a well-built brother, in his 50’s about 6’2” and was looking a ladyboy magazines. I asked his name and he answered “Rob”, talked had ...ent to the bar a few steps over and had a few drinks. After getting to know each other some we caught a cab back to his place. As soon as I opened the door he smacked me on the ass when I went past him. We sat for a while then he started stoking his dick through his pants. I told him I wanted to see it, he said once he takes it out it’s not going back in.. Me, a 24 year old with a big veiny cock. She is a quality inspector at my factory. A mean, ball-busting woman. All the men in the factory fear her. She even busted my balls when I forgot to return her caliper. - Hey, k**! Stop fucking around and get busy. Money isn't growing in trees you know.- Sorry ma'am, right away.- Where the fuck are you going now?- To the bathroom, I can't go to the bathroom?- You'll go to the bathroom and start wasting time again. I'll go with you and see if you get to. All I could think about was how big Mr. Willis’ dick must be. I loved watching porn with hung black men fucking white chicks and always remembered how incredibly happy the girls looked during the sex or with a huge piece of black meat stuffed into their mouth. Then it occurred to me. This was a chance for me to see how it really felt to be the girl who’s got the black dude drooling at the sight of her. It’s not like it was a huge leap to pretend I was a girl, I had nice full lips and kind of. It felt like little butterflies were floating in my stomach. Something about the three of them were having an effect on me.“Care for a drink and some dancing with us?”“Ah… Umm…”Scott took my hand and walked me to where people were dancing. He handed me a drink and said, “I take it that you do want to dance with us.”After two drinks, I felt like I was in heaven with these three gorgeous hunks. We started dancing, and everything started off so innocently. After the third song played, the guys.