“I love how b**stly you are!”“You do, baby?”“Yes, sir!”Trent kissed the twink. “I love yo’ skinny ass self. And all this booty,” he ...queezed the cherry-shaped cheeks. “You got me over here being gay as fuck with you. Let’s smoke real quick boo!”Trent blazed up the joint. He inhaled deeply three times before passing it to De’Shane. He stared at the dark chocolate femboi and commanded, “Play with yo’ pussy stick!” “What,” questioned De’Shane.“You heard me, sissy! Play with that 35-inch. She was a bit on the short side, barely five feet tall, but the benefit was that she also had a rather slender build. She only weighed ninety-five pounds, which she was proud of. With her petite frame, her perky tits were no bigger than a B cup, her nipples constantly poking out against the fabric of her t-shirts. Her eyes moved down past her flat stomach to the completely smooth mound above her slit. It still felt strange not to see any hair there, but she trusted her mother's advice. Soon enough though she tires of this and steps back, pulling the detailedplastic cock out of my mouth... for a moment a line of my saliva links itto my lips, which snaps to dribble onto my chin."I suppose you'll need your arms for this," she says sadly, the strap onwaving obscenely in front of my nose as she does so. "Such a shame..."She squats in front of me to unfasten the buckles of the mono glove.. andtug it down, allowing me to move them and gently ease the tension inthem. "Now no more of. "I was..." Her head rolled on her shoulders as I massaged her muscles, letting out a quiet little sigh. The way my cock cried behind my jeans, begging me to make a move so that it'd eventually find home between her thighs. And so, I gave in to my need, dipping my head to softly press my starving lips against the curve of her neck. Her skin was soft, warm, the feel of it against my lips making my knees buckle and my mouth water. She gasped and I froze, fear mixing in with the lust.