I met a gorgeous tranny and we went back to her place for some fun. Well since then we've had lots of fun.A few days after meeting Bianca I was really...wanting a repeat of the fun we had so I gave her a call and she invited me over. It was still kind of early when I got to her place, I was a bit nervous because I didn't know if we could have a repeat of the time before because it was so hot. Well she answered the door dressed in a tiny plaid skirt, white stockings, white shirt with a tiny tie.. It seems like this punishment will never end, and finally I drop to my knees, tears streaming down my face, and beg you, ?Cindy, PLEASE, you’ve beaten my, you’ve humiliated me, you’ve punished me, you’ve used me terribly, what ELSE do you want?? You grab my breasts and say, ?THESE!?. Then you slip around my kneeling body and push me hard so that I fall face down. You straddle my back, grasp my hair in one hand and my chin in the other and start to twist. A momentary will to live starts me. Building you up harder and harder with each time I tone down or pull back. I’ll push slowly getting all the way in and pulling it out right to the tip. Your deep breathes will give way to low moans which will escalate slowly as I build rhythm again.. The deeper I go the louder you’ll get.. All the anticipation, teasing, and built up tension will start to culminate getting that tight throbbing pussy to the edge of bursting. I’ll pick you up by your lower back still inside you. With your legs. The woman smiled and sat in one of the comfortable chairs in the booth. Had she done this before?She moved and grooved and bopped along to the music in front of the woman, watching the enjoyment on her face. With each gesture and self touch her own excitement grew, hoping the woman was feeling it, too. Two thirds of the way through the first song, the woman needed to shift herself in her seat. She leant in, rubbing her clean, soft, nude skin across the front of the woman, rubbing across her. It.