Her scent now fills the air. Her hands working faster. Her heat and desire growing without limits. Her leg jumps at the gentle touch upon her calf, im...loring movement. She opens more. The caress gentle, from behind, moves slowly upward. My hand firmly between her shoulders bids her to lean forward. She feels my presence behind her. My breath upon her thighs. My hand moves higher. She bends slightly at the knee. Moving down toward the touch. Hips rocking, her body is longing, for the touch upon. She shrieked and arched her back just as Melina also found her release, and the two girls rode their orgasms together. Kayla was left in a panting puddle on the car seat, wanting more, still slippery with her own juices. As she caught her breath, two strong legs straddled her on the seat and the smell of arousal filled her nostrils as a slick cock traced her lips like lipstick. “I still have more for you,” a male voice whispered in her ear. Goosebumps erupted along her skin and her pussy. “What I gotta do for you to give me a chance?”Shireen’s left eyebrow rose and her mouth entered a half-smile. She nodded down the hallway and Markus turned to see what she was indicating. Not far from them was the Paddling Room.“Prove to me you’re not the most vanilla black man that’s ever lived.”Darius sighed. “How many?”“One round of spankings.”“How many is in a round?”Shireen grinned. “The more you take, the more impressed I’ll be...”Markus hesitated for just a moment, but he was resolved. She and I started talking, mostly about why we joined the site. She told me, she was, in fact, a male, but always felt she was born as the wrong gender. Even when she was a little kid, she would play with dolls and dress-up like a girl. Neither of her parents thought too much of it, allowing her to do as she liked. Even when she was a teen, they understood. I was glad to hear her parents understood. Knowing that it can be a big deal for a lot of parents, finding out their kids aren’t who they.