1. The Perfect Woman, Plus (Part III) - Happy Rear En


    Date: 10/16/2015, Categories: Anal, First Time, Shemales, Author: freegre, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    and goals, and she told me hers. “So tell me something,” I asked, a few sheets to the wind. “Why me?” “Huh? Why you what?” Amber replied, crossing her long, smooth legs. “That night in the hotel bar,” I clarified. “Why did you buy me a drink? I mean, there must have been twenty guys in there more attractive than me. Why chose a short, stocky guy with glasses and frizzy hair?” “Handsome isn’t everything,” Amber said, sipping her third martini. “Lots of handsome guys are complete jerks, just like a lot of pretty women are stuck up bitches.” “That doesn’t answer my question,” I said. “Why me, in particular?” “You looked like you needed a friend,” Amber replied. “But when you sat down at the table and looked into my eyes, I felt a kind of shock go up my spine. I knew you were special, and that you and I could work as a couple. Don’t ask me how. Call it shemale’s intuition. I just felt something very positive.” “I almost ran screaming when you opened your thighs,” I admitted. “Yeah, but you didn’t,” Amber said. “You were brave and adventurous enough to try something different, and you let me take you to a new place in your sexual life. Our sexual life, I mean.” “Yeah,” I laughed. “But I was scared stiff I’d never walk right again.” This time my lovely lady laughed so hard she nearly choked on her drink. “You’re funny!” she said. “That’s another thing I like about you.” “Well, I’m glad I decided to trust you,” I confided. “Me too,” Amber said, a little tipsy. I decided I’d ...
    waited long enough. My ass had recovered from Tiffany’s “blue plate special,” and I wanted to feel Amber’s hot cock up me. “Say, I’m not feeling too well,” I said, wiping my forehead. “Maybe you’d better call the nurse.” Amber smiled and sashayed out of the room. Even the sound of her dressing up in that uniform made me hot. She sauntered back into the room and stood before me, arms akimbo. If I’d ever had a nurse that good looking, I’d never have wanted to leave the hospital. Her legs looked fantastic in those smooth, white stockings, and her big, round tits strained the fabric of her satin top. She made my “stethoscope” hard just walking over to me in her white, spiked heels. “Ooh,” she said, feeling my forehead. “You’re burning up, baby. I’d better take your temperature.” She sat up on my chest and slid her stocking clad thighs up to my face. “Here,” she cooed, popping Miss Clitty out from between her white crotchless lace panties. “Hold this in your mouth, while I take your pulse!” I slid my lips around the big, purple glans of her engorged cock. She slid another inch into my throat. I bobbed up and down the whole length of her succulent, sticky shaft until my nose was buried in her lavender scented blonde bush. Before she could shoot her load down my hungry throat, she pulled out, teasing me as she wriggled off me. “Oh, my!” she said. “You’re bl**d pressure is getting higher and higher! I think I need to take an anal reading.” She led me by the hand over to the bed and ...
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