I thought to myself this is a man’s chest.Unlike my husband who always shaved the hair off. Then I unzipped his jeans, I began to smell that a musky...anly scent that made my tight white cunt jump.I could tell but the tent in his boxers that had rod was huge.I pulled them down and Oh My God. This young boyHad a huge black love tool, and it was hairy. I had to cuck His pretty cock and lick his big hairy balls. My God his man scentHad me dripping wet, My husband knew what I needed so he was Sucking. Gross. Yuck."Can you sell panties worn by girls like me? Don't boy bodies smellwrong?" Not when they take female hormones," she said. "Not when they useperfume and moisturize with scented lotions and dust themselves withscented body powder and use scented soaps and shampoo and conditionerand deodorant. Like our girls do."Another piece of the puzzle fell into place."Look, here's how it works," Madam said, weaving slightly. "Thematerials - panty, lace, thread - cost us four dollars. We sell. Now, the other thing is... I prefer to fuck guys that insist ongetting fucked with a condom, because they are usually extremelyconscientious about their health and staying clean and bug-free so they areall safe. I am sure you see a whole bunch of flaws in my logic, and yeah, Iknow... but... you are also very likely to be seeing the sense of what I amsaying at the same time... fucking a guy who is extremely diligent in hisstaying safe makes for safer sex... makes for MUCH safer sex. And you. The kiss got deeper quickly, her tongue was in my mouth and mine in hers. I felt every inch of her body and, boy, it felt good. I rubbed her ass, constantly feeling it and enjoying having it in my hands. All too soon she broke the kiss and knelt. “Let’s see what you got these jeans,” she teased while opening my fly. She reached inside my boxers and pulled out all seven and a half inches of me. “Isn’t he a big boy,” qhe exclaimed. Then she did something I’ve only imagined she slipped my dick.