She then walked slowly over to the door, where my pants were. I heard her doing something, then, a moment later, she came back to me with my wallet in...hand. "Let's see what we have here," she said, as she looked in my billfold area. "Twenty, 40, 60, 110, . . $180?" She took the cash out, and held it in front of me. "You expect to buy a condom from me with this?" She took the money anyway, and tucked it in her black bra."Please! Please don't make me take his cum in my mouth!" I begged. My heart. Natasha was pumping and drilling my ass for a good 10 minutes.In my mind, I was just surprised by her amazing stamina for holding her cum for this long. Each and every push of her dick in my ass was generating a new sensation of pleasure. I was enjoying to have my ass fucked by Natasha’s massive tool.I took one of my hand under myself to rub my pussy. It turned into one of the best anal intercourse I ever had with a tranny and her massive tool. I came to my orgasms countless times and wanted to. He managed. It waslike running in a fun-house. He heard trees popping, and branchesfalling. He smelled fresh mud and freshly broken trees. He caught up toMorgana at the gate.She'd stopped.The trees ahead were swaying, almost dancing. It looked for a moment likethey were....Marching?No. But the tombstones were. For all the world, it looked like they werefloating, flat-back on the soggy ground, and flowing like they had anarmy of ants moving each one. North. Jas heard a double crash behind.. When she slips it slowly out -making me moan with pleasure - she tells me, "I have a vewy badsecret I'll tell you -- but you can't tell anyone! Okay?" I nod my head yes and she goes on. "Well..." she begins, pausing and letting her tongue dart outacross the highly-sensitive underside of my glans before going on,"... sometimes, late at night when I'm alone in my bed and playingwith my little pussy, I think about what your stiff meat would feellike inside me. I guess I've always wanted.