You really have to think about this honey, what if I did try a black man what if I liked it too much? Could you deal with that?" she said, giving my c...ock a few more strokes."Do you really think that you could take it watching me kiss another man, a black one." I had thought about it like a billion times and found the idea so sexy, wrong but still sexy."Would you really want my hands to be wrapped around a huge cock, a black one jerking it hard while you watched?" I told her yes. She grabbed my. That triggered the large man and he too announced his impending orgasm. As they both calmed, they remained where they were, she on my wife’s face and him inside of her.“now to the collateral stage” the woman said with a wicked smile. “Did you bring a driver’s license with you? I mean you wouldn’t drive without one, would you?”“Yes” I replied. “Yes, I do have one with me.”The woman climbed off my wife, leaving my wife’s face covered with her cum. She held out her one hand, as if asking for my. I knew that I never wanted to be a boy again.Girls clothes were just too exciting, to ever settle for anything lessagain. I was thankful that my mother understood me and that she hadinsisted, almost from the moment I walked in the door, that I go up tomy old room and change into something more natural for me. I had notresisted. I'd willingly doffed masculinity, and gratefully once again,accepted my feminine role in my mother's house.My room had not been changed. The pink canopied bed with. Jen didn't stop him when his hands began wandering over her body. He cupped her breasts through her blouse, and caressed her legs. His hand moved under her skirt, and she trembled as his hand touched the bare skin above her stockings. He took her hand and moved it to his crotch. She rubbed him through his pants. He was so hard, and so big.Then, somehow, reality hit. She realized the Game had gone far enough. With all her will power, she told the guy she had to leave. She managed to escape his.