Sending naughty looks into my lens while now play with your little nipples ... you are naughty ....The dress is now fully open and you're lying on the... couch, with the most delicious small panties, white lace and bottomless. Oh the boldest vision long ... I have to touch them ... you groan when I gently touch your inner thighs with my tongue ... licking quietly along the edge of your panties .... over the edge, which can not completely cover the fine little strip of hair you have over your. When she turned to face him, her green eyes reflecting pain and gratitude, she lifted her slender left leg showing a gash dripping blood on her thigh.He went to work washing the wound and ever so gently applying a dressing. She winced at first and then smiled with a warmth that could melt the entire snow covered forest. She reached up and gently touched his face with her elegant hand, each finger stroking his face ever so gently, smiled and kissed him. The kiss was magical. He felt his blood. Out on the town,I was completely passable as a hot,fuckable woman.When trolling for my DARK DESIRES,I never failed to tell them that under the make-up I was a man.I never lie and I didn't want to get beat up.Just like in my "Black Cannon" story,I've had many pricks pressed against my thigh.Even after learning the truth,a lot of the straight black guys I was dancing with took me to the parking lot for some "quick relief".I was more than happy to accomodate them but always made them kiss me. ’I undid my jeans and Annie reached for my dick, threading it through her matted pubic hair and wiping it up and down her slippery slit before and guiding it into her gaping cunt.As I settled into a vigorous humping motion, punctuated by Annie’s lustful grunts, I noticed there was a man sitting in the front seat, watching us. A woman’s head suddenly rose up from his lap and after a moment’s pause, disappeared below the dashboard again, then bobbed up and down rhythmically. His eyes closed over.