Again he is a little chubby, but I found it hot. Since I was bisexual if I ever fooled around with him I'd have boobs and a dick to play with. Almost ...like he's a trani. Once I took off the cami he was wearing I saw one of my bra's.“You dirty slut! You went all out, didn't you? Mmmm I can't wait to see what panties you're wearing. After I played with his boobs for a little bit we went into a 69 position. He slowly worked his way down my stomach to the top of my panties and put his hand on my wet. I was WORSHIPING IT. I jacked and licked and sucked on that monster cock like there was no tomorrow. He was moaning and holding my hair and began getting more forceful at moving my head up and down. I realized that even though I had cum in my pants, I was still raging hard, and was more turned on than I had ever been in my life. I kept my eyes open the whole time…watching those huge nuts come close to my nose, then having my head pulled back, and then shoved back down again. There was a. Spit, pre-cum, and throat juices poured out of my mouth while I gasped for air. All these fluids poured onto my shirt soaking the front and reaching all the way to my hard, but ignored cock. As I start double fisting and polishing his head with my mouth, he reached down and started stroking me. His fingers prodding my taint and squeezing my balls, he coos about taking my cherry ass. He bends me over the back of the futon and spreads my tight ass with his fingers, working my rim with his fingers. It had been hard, driving past all of those closed down factories, decayed houses, protest signs, and empty stores. The first thing he’d seen on entry into the town was a hand painted sign: “Don’t drink the water!”Using a handkerchief, he opened the door of the bar. He tucked the handkerchief in his back pocket while looking around for the person he was there to see. The first thing he noticed on entering the bar, was the plastic five gallon bottle of distilled water sitting on the bar counter..