She was 33 or 34 and I was 23. She seemed nice but the first time we were supposed to meet she was drunk and high. She said we could fuck but I had to...wear a condom because she wasn't on birth control. I just can't wear a condom when I fuck black women and I have to cum in their pussies so I managed to talk her out of it. Because she was drunk and high the sex wasn't that good but she did comment that my dick was big and she wasn't expecting it because I was white and she had never been with a. ..no chain. That is my cue. Before you can register that the fake smile has slid off my face, the palm of my hand slams into the door driving the edge of it into your forehead. You stagger back, blood trickling down your face. It turns me on. I step close before you can cry out and drive my fist into your stomach to knock the wind out of you. As you double over I grab a handful of your hair in my left hand and turn and close the door with my right. The movement brings you across in front of me. He was coming up! I got a note ready and when he knocked, I slid it under the door. My note said," I'm not a real woman, but am a sissy crossdresser. If you knock again, I will open the door. His knock was immediate, and so I did.This man was probably near 60, pot bellied, and bald. I thought he looked a bit like the cartoon character of Bill on King of the Hill. We chatted a bit and he was very nervous. He said his wife had died 6 yrs back and he hadn't had any sex at all since then. And he'd. She’d only have to pull them down slightly to expose her bush.She pulled the shirt tight under her boobs and lifted, which lifted them up slightly. The atmosphere got tight with anticipation. She slowly raised the shirt until her tits popped out and bounced on her chest. Her nipples were hard from the friction and her excitement. Though I had seen them a lot over the years, they always excited me. Now that they were on display for Ron’s greedy eyes, I felt a warm flush through my body.We both.