I was already halfway down the street when Jenny ran out and tried to wave me down.I had found a small hotel, and spent a surprisingly restful night i... their bed. Once again my cell phone rang several times during the night, but as not one had the caller ID for Morgana's new phone, I allowed them to go to voice mail.Monday dawned and I decided to see what voice mails the night had brought me. I could see that Bill had not called again, but Shirley left another voice mail begging me to talk to. Then the legs were gone. I guess she told him her friend saw and he said he saw her legs, when she asked if he wants to have a 3 some? That she don't consider it cheating because she's not a real girl, but she is her best friend and thinks he'd be perfect as her first black dick. Because at least he won't beat her up. He told me he always wanted to bang her friend, but once he heard she was a trans he had second thoughts. That his girl pulled the "one 3 some" card on him saying she would. I took her through it, how men came less, women more, if they allowed it, how lots of people repressed their ability to have fun, her solemn promise to always love herself enough to seek pleasure was so damn erotic, knowing lots of guys down the road should thank me. That she was stroking my cock, that I was teasing her cunt with my fingers, well, back to the action. I straddled her chest, her funbags squished between my thighs looking bigger than freakin possible, my cock resting lewdly on. This presented a great angle for my cock, and I told her to open up and be gagged properly like a good little slut.Lisa tried to keep her mouth closed, but I simply pinched her nose until she had to breathe with her mouth. As soon as her mouth opened, I rammed my cock in, not stopping until I felt her nose pressed against my balls. “Yeah, bitch, smell those balls,” I growled as I held my cock deep in her convulsing throat while I used both hands to maul her great tits.I withdrew my cock until.