She slowly came back to reality and looked me in the face, but i was transfixed on her body. her breathing was so heavy that her chest seemed to expan... double the size as her bosom pressed hard against her shirt. i explained to her that i wanted her to be my sex slave. aslong as she promised to fuck me, i would keep this quiet forever.she skipped school the next day and came into my house from the backyard. she wore a very tight, rippedwhite t-shirt that hugged her hour glass body and. “Mmmm…i never knew it would be so good.Here,and then tell me if you don’t want to get fucked.” I pushed my fingers soaked in her juice inside her mouth.She looked disgusted at first but slowly started to suck on them.I pushed my member into her pussy and it went in without any resistance.I caught her squinting at me as she knew what was gonna happen next.I planted a soft kiss on her lips and thrust in.It wasn’t pretty,because i banged her under the shower like a animal.I was going very fast as. He had now changed his posture, and swam prone on his belly, striking out with his legs and arms, finer modell'd than which could not have been cast, whilst his floating locks played over a neck and shoulders whose whiteness they delightfully set off. Then the luxuriant swell of flesh that rose form the small of his back, and terminated its double cope at where the thighs are sent off, perfectly dazzled one with its watery glistening gloss."By this time I was so affected by this inward. In fact, I like it and hope I never get so old that my dick goes soft and my libido fades. That would suck.I am not, however, a good diarist. I think about all my encounters and wish I had kept some kind of record. Something to re-kindle the memory of this escapade or that. But I don't.Until now.London rapped on my hotel room door with authority. It was kind of late and I didn't want to wake the neighbors so I quickly let her in. She was a tall, black transgendered woman. Very pretty,.