1. A Night at the Metro


    Date: 4/18/2017, Categories: Anal, Group Sex, Shemales, Author: sissymaidjanine, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    an usher at the Metro in decades, however it did afford me an added degree of privacy while I removed my street clothes and rummaged through my bag for the various accoutrements I needed to play en femme. The walls behind and to the left of me were streaked with dried-on sperm, and a certain stickiness to he floor clung to the soles of my shoes. I quickly slipped out of my workaday appearance and into that of my femme alter ego. All the while, a steady trickle of men made their way up and down the aisles, necks craning left and right in furtive attempts to make eye contact in the dark. With my outerwear safely stowed, I settled back into my seat and took in the action on the big screen. The scene had changed to an outdoor sequence, a blonde woman in heavy makeup deepthroating a well-endowed black man while on her knees. A voice off-camera encouraged the blonde to &#034take it all the way&#034 as she gagged, her mascara running with tears while she gazed directly into the camera. I was subtly mesmerized by the sight of her, wishing I could be her, wishing it was me having a long, stiff cock poking and thrusting inside my throat. It was while my attention was focused on the screen that one of the passersby had noticed me sitting alone in the back row. I suppose it was the blonde wig which he must have spotted, but before I knew it, a heavyset man sat himself down to the right of me, without saying a word. I turned and looked him over - mid-fifties, salt-and-pepper hair, a ...
    thick moustache - and he smelled freshly showered, a hint of cologne mixing with the scent of flavoured tobacco. He turned and smiled silently, then craned his neck to my right ear. &#034You look lovely&#034, he whispered, as I felt his large, warm hand settle on my right thigh, &#034lovely enough to eat.&#034 And with that, he moved his hand to my left shoulder, pulling me towards his open mouth for what became a long and passionate kiss. My world shrank suddenly then, as I melted into his f***eful yet gentle embrace. I no longer cared anything about what was happening in the movie, if I ever really did - after all, I wasn't actually here for the film, now was I? At some point he directed my hand to the front of his rapidly-tenting pants (okay, so he was wearing track pants, not my favourite look on a man, but not a bad choice either considering where he was and what he was getting up to). This man was large. Very large. He had to have been twice as long as me at the least - and he was also rather thick. Not bad. He shimmied up out of the seat to free himself from his confines, my eyes glued to the sight of his now fully-erect penis waving before me. I could feel the heat emanating from it, even a half-foot. My saliva glands suddenly began working overtime, in anticipation of what was to follow. Reaching behind my head with his left hand, I felt myself being directed to kneel on the filthy floor of the back row. &#034Good girl&#034, he rumbled at me in the dark, as I opened my ...
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