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Playtime Stories Ch. 8 Caught by the Motel Manage

Date: 10/6/2015, Categories: Anal, Hardcore, Shemales, Author: 6988slutty_rbckyy, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

this sorted out without any cops.” Cops…oh fuck. This could be trouble. “Come on, just open the door Like I said, I have kinda noticed what you do here…guys showing up and leaving after a half hour or so. You check in as a guy and leave looking like a whore, then come back with other guys. I get it. Cheap motel, no one really cares…I get it. Like I said, I need to talk to you.” Still in my guy voice I tried to bargain with him. “Well, can you give me a few minutes, I’m not really presentable, I’m not clothed.” “No, I think you are probably very presentable and I want you to open up right now. Also, I want to hear that gurly voice I have heard through the walls a few times.” Huh? Very presentable? Gurly voice? What the fuck was this shit? I could not face him in-between personas, so I re-fastened my garter belt and fixed my hair, wondering if this was the last time I would do this. Oh well. I opened the door and saw the manager standing half way between the toilet door and my laptop, which was still running transsexual porn. He was in his late 40’s, “husky,” and slightly balding. He had straight long dirty blonde hair and was clean-shaven and wearing dark blue jeans and a red shirt. Next to his left foot was the glistening lubricated black dildo. He had found me out. I covered my cock and emerged from the bathroom. “Ok, that’s what I thought. Look I can’t have you creating a problem here. I can’t have you putting my business at risk for nothing. Ok?” He paused. “I knew when ... all those black men were here last week and those other guys before, and that other couple of guys that one time... I knew that something was going on. The first time I saw you dressed as a woman I saw you leave and thought you were a pro that I had missed coming in. Well, now that I see you up close I have to tell you that I can’t let this situation continue without some changes. I run a decent motel, a lot nicer than the other places on the boulevard. It stays that way because I keep it that way. Ok?” I wanted to get this over with. I could change in my car, I just wanted to escape right then. “Ok, I’ll go if you want me too. I am sorry for any problem I’ve caused. I’ll be gone in a few minutes.” “Look I know you have been coming here and hanging out for quite a while. I guessed that this was why, and I just don’t want any d**gs, or problems with the law, ok?” “I understand completely. I’ll just change and go, ok?” “Are you on d**gs, or doing prostitution?” “Of course not. I don’t do d**gs. This is my vice.” I said gesturing at my tits and legs. “I only dress like a whore. Look, I’m sorry and I’ll go.” “You know, ah, well… think there is another option.” What? I looked him over and saw that he was actually checking me out. Could he have become obsessed with me? He said he’d listened to me through the wall. He’d probably heard all sorts of nasty things. I pieced it together in an instant. No shit, another option. He was bi and wanted me to blow him. He smiled the slightest of ...