“I want you to top me”, my T-girl escort from Thailand said in her broken English. It was I surprise to me as I’ve never done it before.
She saw the confusion on my face when I mumbled “Wh.. What?”
“Yes, you hear me. I want you to top me.”
I gave Mike my keys so he could come and take care of things while I was out of town. We’re fucking, and he’d slept over several times, so I figured I could trust him to feed my fish and get my mail without ripping me off and vanishing into thin air before I came back. I was dreaming of him sucking me before.
I sat on the couch, and we started kissing again. My hands traced the outline of her nipples through the thin silk of the blouse, and I could feel the lace of her flimsy bra. She leaned back, unbuttoned her blouse, and slid it off.
I first met Sheila a few months ago at a local café. She was hard to miss since she was the only six foot tall black woman in the building. She looked like a black tranny. I watched her for a little bit to see if anyone was going to join her. I approached her table after the waitress took her order.
“Pardon me,” I said. “I couldn’t help to notice that you are dinning alone. I seem to be in the same predicament and wonder if you would like some company.”
Within 30 minutes of small talk, she wanted Tony to fuck her. She had sucked many cocks, but had never been sucked herself. She was still hoping for her first time.
Adrian took Tony back to her apartment. He gently eased toward her on the couch. He put his arm around her shoulder. Adrian felt so excited, and felt her cock hardening.