1. Bobbi


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    further encouragement than that. Quickly he moved to a kneeling position on the bed, and his fingers found the elastic at the waistband of my panties. He pulled then down slowly, and just stared at the bush of pubic hair at my crotch while he got them all the way off of my legs, and dropped them on top of the pile of lingerie on the nightstand. We were now both completely naked. My little penis was still in its tuck, but it would not have taken much to dislodge it now. It had been trying to grow into an erection all evening, and only the bend it was f***ed into by being tucked back between my legs, into my crotch had kept it from standing to its full five inches. Even as small as it was, that penis was more than I wanted on me. I wanted just the little eighth inch nub of a clitoris guarding the entrance to a vagina down there, but all the lovers who had ever had me wanted to touch, or at least see, my little penis. Dan was apparently no exception. Dan put his hands on my knees, and spread my legs apart. That was all it took. Mt little penis came free of its tuck, and popped up to greet him. Dan's face spread into a big, broad smile at the sight, and he said, &#034You've got a very pretty pussy, Bobbi. It looks good enough to eat!&#034 Before I could react to that, Dan lowered his face to my crotch, and kissed my tiny balls. I love giving head, but I did not like getting a blow-job at all. I did not want to have that penis, and having someone pay that much attention to it was ...
    not enjoyable for me. I put my hands on Dan's head to push him away, but two things stopped me. First, as a prostitute, I was responsible for taking care of all my client's needs. Helen had particularly stressed this in her talk, and she would not have been pleased if I did not take care of this client need. Second, what Dan started doing to me felt good. I did not like getting a blow-job, but he was not doing anything like that at all. After the kiss, Dan's tongue flicked out, and touched my balls. His tongue was hot. Not just in the sense of the word that indicates sexual excitement either, but also in that it's temperature felt higher than I normally would have expected. He pressed it into my scrotum, separating my balls, and worked it down the center line to the point where my ball sack ended deep in my crotch. That drove me wild! I had never had my &#034pussy&#034 eaten before, except for that time with Helen, but this was different than that. These were not the feelings of a woman being eaten by a Lesbian that I was feeling. I was being treated to feeling the way a man would eat a &#034pussy&#034 before I actually had a real &#034pussy&#034 of my own. Dan was not giving me a blow-job. He was still treating me as the woman I was. He was eating my &#034pussy!&#034 Dan was lying on his stomach between my legs. The only part of him I could reach from that position was his head. I ran my fingers through his curly hair, and moaned with sexual delight as he continued what he ...
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