. Cum was seeping down my throat and I was trying to relax. He laughed and left. I needed a break after that, not sure what the hell had just happened...to me.Once the word passes that there is a willing crossdresser in a booth sucking cocks it doesn't take long. Cock number 3 wanted a hand job and I was OK with that after just being throat ****d by the latino k**. He pulled out his phone taping the event. He had me suck him hard and then stroke him until he shot his load onto my chest and. Somehow he got close enough to my vulva for me to feel him without his actually touching it. And then he was gone. My legs almost gave out when he pulled his hands away and the only way I kept from collapsing was to lock my knees and push my hands into the mattress with my arms straight out, sticking my butt out even further.Once again I saw his hand reach for the lotion on the bed near my right hand. I heard the same sounds as before and then the bottle flew onto the bed, a little in front of. "It depends on how well you behave." Then she laughed as if she had just heard the joke of her life.I should have known that something was going to happen like me holding the wrong end of the ice cream stick. I should have, but I didn't, I guess I was too engrossed watching her antics with the camera.I simply said, "OK, go ahead."She showed me how she wanted me to sit, holding my right arm around her waist. Then she went to start the timer. She must have practiced her scheme many, many times to. Unbuttoning his pants, he slowly dropped them to the floor and then proceeded to show her what she had in store for tonight, and the next two months to come. Pre-cum had left a big wet spot on the front of his boxers as he grabbed them by the elastic waistband and eased them down, showing her for the first time what a really big cock looked like.The blood was pumping fiercely through his hardened tool and thanks to the Cialis Theresa had forced him to take, had him harder and thicker than he.