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Athens Queen
Date: 9/9/2016, Categories: Shemales, Author: freegre, Rating: 91, Source: xHamster
twirled and seemed to get dreamy as she danced. At one point she reached out and grabbed my beer, taking a swig before smiling and sliding the cold bottle down her body. She leaned back and held it against her crotch at an angle, it was like a huge green dick. I licked my lips and closed them around the bottleneck; she leaned forward and the bottle glub- glub-glubbed foamy beer into my mouth. I swallowed it quickly, imagining sucking her cock. She laughed again, and handed back my beer; I drank another gulp and watched as her dance sped up. "This is getting uncomfortable" she said and unclipped the lace and satin bra. Her breasts stood straight up, defying gravity. She tossed the bra to her dressing table. As she danced around me I tried to see the surgeon's mark. I couldn't see anything; they looked so natural! "You like my big tits? Really good job, yes?" "Amazing job," was all I could say. She cupped them, and jiggled them, tweaking her own perfect nipples. "On the beach, I wish I could go topless to turn the other boys on, but the doctor says my nipples should not get any sun until next year, funny right?" She pulled her satin robe back on and pranced around behind me. She pressed her breasts to my back and rubbed side to side, I could feel her hard nipples like hot pinpricks, tracing against my skin through my shirt. She reached over me and rubbed down my chest, over my stomach, and began squeezing my tightly packed jeans. My cock was going to explode. Borrowing her ... statement, from earlier I laughed and said, "I will make a sticky in my underwear, if you're not careful." "It would be a waste no?" She whispered in my ear as she unbuttoned my jeans, and reached inside, trying to free my cock. "It's so hard, let me," I mumbled. She spun around in front of me and looped her fingers into the lace trim of her panties. She began to wiggle out of them, spinning around slowly as she did so. As they passed her hips I saw the lace trim of the top of a thong under them. My jeans were down and I was trying to get them off as she turned away from me. I kicked and struggled, and they flew across the room. My underwear was tented from my straining erection. She was facing the wall and I noticed her hands moving as she adjusted `something'. I stopped pulling my underwear down, and sat transfixed as she turned around and sat spread legged across from me. She had both hands cupped tightly between her legs. "Would you like to see?" was all she said. I nodded my head and smiled. With a slow deliberate movement she pulled her hands back, leaving them to rest on the lace tops of her stockings. Her cock was curled under and down, but as I watched, it throbbed to life. The center of her lace thong was cut, and her growing cock, smooth shaven balls, and a tiny tuft of closely trimmed black hair was framed by the white lace. My mouth began to water. Like most Greeks her cock was uncut. This was the first time I'd ever seen one in person. She reached to start stroking, ...