" You wouldn't mind if I fucked another guy? Is that what your saying?" She asked."Yes," I replied. "That is exactly what I'm saying." As I said that,...I felt sudden surge of sexual excitement run through me.That was several months ago now, and I'm pretty sure Tara's 'dated' (i.e 'fucked') at least one other guy; and I'm very sure it was a black guy she fucked. I know this because I saw her being very friendly (very flirtatious, was more like it) with a black where she works!I didn't think it. I loved it! Now it’s time to make you a man.”She pulled me up on top of her and her hand guided my steely shaft into the softest and warmest place it had ever been. My new teacher said, “Now move in and out. Push deep and pull out almost all the way. Suck my nipples too if you can.” I pulled out too far a couple of times but found my way back just fine. She started breathin hard and put her legs around me to pull me tight when I hit bottom and our crotch hairs met.She was talkin, “Oh, you feel. The bidding started as she stood, in only a lacy pink thong.As, I began to bid, my scene buddy, Mistress Natasha, began topping my bids. This went on and on, back and forth, until we were the only two bidding. I was getting rather mad at her and said, "Come on now, I don't have anyone to play with tonight."She gave me a devilishly nasty smile and replied, "I'm buying her for you!"I was relived, mostly due to the fact that Natasha had more money then I did; and I wasn't looking forward to just. ? And again, she justsat there. Not moving. ?I'm such a slut.? That was the keyword. She began slamming his ass with a newfound vigor. ?Keeptalking, Slut. Say them over and over again.? She continued to pound his ass,and Jack began cycling the words. ?Fuck me?harder?unh?fill me up?take me?I'm such a slut?harder?take me?harder?fuckme?fill me up?I'm such a slut?harder?harder?harder?? Jack lost control of hiswords. Here he was being bent over by a tranny, and he was begging for more. ?Yes sir!?.