"How about a drink?" I offer, "Scotch or wine?" Scotch for me," you say. The other ladies agree and I pour a round. I raise my glass and say, "To new ...xperiences." We down our drinks and set down for dinner. After we are settled, Jill turns to Jasmine and says, "Tell us something about yourself, Jasmine." I'd be glad to," she responds. "I was born the only son of a wealthy sugar plantation owner in Jamaica," she begins. "All my life I knew I was really a girl living in a boy's body. I kept my. I think you have more than fulfilled your obligation.”She shook her head, almost sadly. She had not looked at me.“You just can’t shake this obligation shit can you?” I asked her bluntly. She didn’t move. “Alright, I’ll cure you of it. How far do you want to go with this . . . ofera?”She sucked in air at that last work, but she considered it and nodded. She kneeled down in front of me – I was seated on one of the wide leather chairs in the cabin. I unzipped my pants and took out my. Corey decided to catch her unawares and dove in between her legs. Her vulva was puffy and glistened with her natural lubrication. She yelped in surprise and pushed his head in deeper. He loved the wet atmosphere and the faint smell of baby wipes.She squirmed and bucked as he reached places no one else ever did. His thumb kept her clit in constant play, further heightening her arousal. He licked, lapped, and nibbled anything and everything that was down there without taking a breath. She was. She didn’t care about the mess, she moved between Teagan’s thighs and licked her clean. Tracey watched with delight, thrilled that Tanya had now accepted her own perversions.“Don’t worry about getting pregnant baby, mommy’s sterile,” Tracey grinned, giggling as her daughter’s snuggled close. Both of them had their hands on her now-soft cock.“We’d have your babies anyway mommy, we’re sluts, remember?” Tanya teased. Teagan giggled.“How long does it take for you to get hard again, mommy?”.