“Owwwww……uhhhhh” I pulled myself up to rub where I had fallen. Still rubbing my bare skin, he flew off of the bed, I watched him positioning ...his cock right above my head. He was still surging, and all over my lips, cheeks, neck, and chest.“mmmmmm…..good girl……….come here…..I know you want to taste it.”He said grabbing the back of my head and shoving his spurting head into my face.“Drink it!……….I said drink it Gina……”Afterwards he fell to his knees, holding my head to his crotch, forcing me to. ‘Where’d she go?’ ‘She went to Las Vegas with her new boyfriend,’ I replied. ‘Really?’ he said looking sad, suddenly. ‘I didn’t know.’ ‘She just started seeing him,’ I said. Suddenly, I was happy to be telling Ron that my mother wasn’t coming home, all weekend. As a seventeen-year-old tranny-in-training, I had a crush on Ron still and I often fantasized about having sex with him dressed as my mother. Now, here I was dressed as her and Ron was catching me and smiling about it. Now, I was glad he. Me: Can you do a massage at home?Rose: Ya, when?Me: How about now?Rose: Ok, let me make the bed first.She went to prepare the bed. I got a solid erection thinking of her dark hair, falling between the folds of her milky cleavage. I almost shot my load while changing into shorts.Rose put a towel on the bed and made me lie on my chest, wearing just shorts. She was looking fuckable in her peach-colored mid-thigh length dress with half sleeves, kneeling on the bed. Her hair was now in a ponytail. It's been a very interesting three years.I've also been given the most amazing gifts. Some men have bought me Jimmy Choo shoes, Christian Louboutin sandals, Prada bags in addition to my fee. It's been an amazing three years.I've always been on the wild side. I love to go out dancing and get all dressed up and go to clubs. I'm a party girl and love to have fun. I've been living on my own since I was eighteen. My parents were not surprised when I left. I just love to have a good time and I could.