1. My Greek Goddess


    Date: 11/16/2015, Categories: First Time, Mature, Shemales, Author: NYQ, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    centre of my palm. Her smile broadening, she shuffled along the couch until our knees were touching and took my coffee cup from my limp hand, placing it on an adjacent coffee table. Then she husked, "From what I saw at the club your boobs are very nice too, but I'd like to get a better look." I felt completely in her power; as she reached either side of me and tugged my T-shirt from my jogging pants waistband I meekly raised my arms and let her slip it over my head and off. Even as I did it, a small part of my brain was screaming at me to get out of there. I'm usually a very in control person, I loved Rab, and I didn't want to have an affair, certainly not with some strange man-woman. But my legs wouldn't move, my voice wouldn't work and I sat frozen, my mouth slightly open, almost panting as I watched to see what Maroula would do next. As she leant close to reach around me and unclip my bra I felt her soft, warm breath on my cheek, and her bare leg slipped between my knees. I felt my breasts drop slightly as the bra opened, and she slipped it down my arms. She sighed at the sight of my breasts, and whispered, "Oh my, they really are beautiful." Then, one of her hands resting on my shoulder, she ducked her head and took one of my boobs into her mouth. Any last shreds of resistance to what was happening flooded out of me, and I sighed with pleasure as her mouth engulfed almost my entire breast, her tongue playing with my very stiff nipple. My chest rising and falling with ...
    deep breaths I cradled her head, my eyes tightly closed. I felt Maroula take one of my hands and, a moment later, she curled my fingers around her burning hot, rock-hard cock. It felt gorgeous and, of its own accord, my hand started to stroke up and down it. Through the haze of my mounting arousal a thought occurred to me, and I managed to gasp, "I thought...people like you went with men." She chuckled and, speaking around my boob, mumbled, "I'm entirely bi honey, and you're gorgeous. I was going to take you to bed, but I wanna fuck you right here." She put heavy emphasis on the key word, and I knew that was exactly what she would do: we wouldn't make love, she was going to fuck me, and I was completely powerless to stop her. When she started to tug at my jogging pants I helped her push them down, lifted my bum, kicked off my shoes. My panties went with the pants and Maroula stood, I lifted my legs, the I was naked before her, my sopping wet pussy fully exposed to her. She shrugged off the bed jacket and stood over me, her enormous cock rising up before my eyes. Greedily I reached for it, pulled it to my mouth and slipped my lips over the tip, cradling my new lover's balls in one hand. After a few seconds Maroula eased me onto my back on the couch, rolled a condom she'd got from somewhere onto her prick and knelt between my legs. As her tip touched my pussy lips another thing I'd heard about she-males occurred to me. My breath shuddering I asked, "Can you...." She chuckled again ...
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