I pulled her tight against me and said here it comes baby and she was in perfect stride with me and when she felt me cumming she shoved it all the way... inside and her pussy tightens up because she was cumming again which made it feel better yet. I was literally wore out from holding her the whole time and she said leave it in me babe, so I did and I spun here around very slowly laid her in the grass with me on top of her. She looks me in the eye and said I love you and I hope that we can be. The other guys are hungry for some action now. The white guys put me down on the floor. They circle around me again. I give everyone equal sucking. I show them all the ways I can suck. I lick them from the side, I wiggle my tongue on their tip, I put them in the side of my mouth, I suck their balls. I put black guys deep down my throat and his body gets really tight. I can tell he's going to cum. He pulls it out of my mouth and cums all over my face. They all stroke themselves while they wait. Once he is settled, he leans over toward the master.They fuck slowly. The master hugs Marshall toward her. This is more like making love than raw sex. Marshall feels even closer to the master than he did with their first encounter. He moves his face from her shoulder and he moves in to kiss her. It is a tender, fleeting kiss and it surprises the man. The softness and love flowing from the master’s lips is not at all what he expected to find there. He rocks his body back and forth, relishing the. ‘This hussy is sexualizing all of us trans-gender folk!’ Debbie started to rub my right arm with both her hands. ‘Lori I am so sorry. I wasn’t thinking. Look I know a better place we can go.’ We wound up way across town in Pleasant Town’s Italian section. Nestled in this quaint little side street was a little gay bar called ‘The Birchwood.’ It was far more relaxed than ‘Twisty’s.’ There were gay couples lesbian couples, straight couples even a few cross dressers here and there. Debbie and I.