No beating around the bush. "I'm up. Where do you want to meet?" 11:12 PM.25 minutes later I'm walking by the famous First Avenue looking for the bar ...ext door. All I know is that she has red hair and is wearing a U Of M jacket. I walk in and scan the crowd. Nothing. I work my way to back. Scan the bar -- there she is!Red wig and the right jacket. Checking her out. Big bootie. Big breasts. Cute face. African American. Probably 15 years younger than me. Perfect! Showtime!I walk up, tap her on. It was only 10 minutes or so of good fucking before he started thrusting erratically inside of me, and then I could feel the warm sticky gush of cum entering me deep.There were a couple of guys who had come over to watch, and they were all stroking their cocks, horny as hell.The first guy pulled out, and before he'd even moved away, I called out "Who's next??"The next guy to come over was large, and I could feel just from the pressure he was putting on my ass cheeks, that his was a monster. Sanguan, had lengthened it with a section of colon that he had sutured to the end of the inverted penile skin. He had used grafts of scrotal skin to form labia and the glans of the penis to form a clit. Now that the sutures had dissolved, and the scars and bruises were fading, we could see he had performed miraculous work. We had lovely, though tiny, female genitalia, where our cockettes had been. But these delicious, tempting treats were forbidden for at least two months, and even longer,. You'll have me creaming my pants!" I laughed, feeling my right boob shift as I did, " The loos that way?" I asked, trying to act nonchalantly, Simon nodded, " You all right babe?" Yeah just desparate for a pee, drank that last pint too fast, won't be a min," I picked up my handbag, holding it across my chest I hurried to the loo. I stood before the mirror in the loo, my boobs were obviously askew, I could feel my straps slipping down my arms. Just then I heard the unmistakable sound of.