She immediately came over to me and gave me a big hug and we sat down at the bar to have some drinks. I was pretty impressed with her body and face. ...She was as described, about 6 feet tall in her red high heels, long slender legs, and nice set of boobs high up on her chest. She wore a long slender lavender dress, sheer and silky.Some drinks and small talk later we were kissing in the bar. Note to some T-girls out there; please shave extra well when you go out with a guy who doesn’t know the. I had set up a time to met a guy that was a top and when he showed up he didn't look like what he said he did .(this happened a lot ) So i was just going to hang out at the bar ( it was a gay bar.) About a hour after being there a black guy comes over and asks if he can buy me a drink? I say sure, and i walk back to a corner booth with him and met his friends ( the other 5 guys). they ask me to sit with them and ask me queistions like am i here alone . age do i top or bottom. i tell them . She was wet, the moon was making his hair shine, and she could think only of getting him to tame her wet hunger. He moved around behind her and began to run his fingers through her hair and then let one hand drop over her shoulder to tease her breast. As his hand slipped inside her blouse, she pulled in her breath and turned to kiss him. She could see the moon reflecting off the lake behind him and then closed her eyes as her tongue began to explore him. ‘I want you. I want you now.’ His mouth. Quickly he sped up his tempo, until a flurry of stinging blows was raining on both side of my tender ass. Every so often, for variety and his own amusement I’d guess, he’d lay the ruler paddle square across both cheeks. And, because of the exposed position he had me in, this would mean my cunt received a burning slap, wrenching an even bigger sob from deep in my throat. And yet I knew, deep down inside, that I was deserving of every stroke. I needed this. Because I’d shown I had no.