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

    customers in the store, but I didn’t care. I’d encouraged Amber to sodomize me in public, so what did a few curious onlookers matter. I fell to my knees before my “absolute mistress” and kissed her long and very, very hard. When I’d first blown Amber, I’d never done it before, and I’d simply used my imagination. I repeated that performance, starting by showering her purple, glistening glans with soft “angel kisses.” I worked my way along her amazing length down to her pubic hair, where I nuzzled and sniffed the exquisite aromas of her lavender bath soap and her own wonderful, lusty musks. I then kissed up the underside of her gorgeous cock, and back down the left side for more nuzzling. I kissed over the top, and finally placed my hungering lips around the head of her beautiful prick. I placed my hands on up into her panties and held her ass cheeks as I f***ed my head down each sensuous inch of her eight inch “clitoris.” I pushed against her soft, supple ass to shove “Miss Clitty” deeper into my throat. She pulled my hands away, then began to slide her cum-slick staff in and out in a sexy rhythm. While she was “mouth fucking” me, a customer, a tall, pretty transvestite brought a red leather jacket to the counter. Amber slid me under the register and continued to mount my mouth as she conversed with the client and rang up the sale! Five seconds later, Miss Clitty shot a huge, warm burst of delicious “pussy juice” down my gullet. I licked and slurped, pulling her balls to ...
    make sure I’d gotten every succulent drop. Then I looked up lovingly from under counter, my anus practically buzzing with anticipation. “Is Miss Clitty very happy?” I asked, our private code for anal sex. “Extremely happy,” Amber smiled. “Great!” I thought. “She’s gonna give me that royal reaming I’ve craved for so long.” But that wasn’t her plan. I started to take my pants off, but she pulled me up and kissed me again. “Not now,” she said, putting her cock back into her panties. “It’s time for lunch!” We hailed a cab and ended up at a small, Soho diner called “Tiffany’s Rocket Café.” A wooden sign showed a sexy, Betty Page look-a-like pin up girl riding a 1950’s style rocket between her stockinged thighs. All the waitresses wore tight, 1950’s “car hop” pink sweaters and mini skirts, but it looked like all they served were burgers and fries. I wondered why Amber had chosen this seedy place, when I could have taken her to the Oak Room, or Lutece, or any other restaurant in New York City. Turned out she had a very special (and very sexy!) reason for bringing me here. “Excuse me,” Amber said to the pretty hostess. “Could you tell Tiffany that Amber T. and her friend Bill are here? She’s expecting me.” The girl shot Amber a weird, appraising look, then nodded her head. She went through a small, pink door next to the ladies room. A moment later she stood in the doorway and curled her fingers for us to come on back. The door led to a small, curtained off booth similar to the others. ...
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