Miss Tiffany Fulfilling Her Dream

I asked Steven, "Sugar-daddy can I ride your humongous cock? Pretty please with red cherries on top?”

Steven grabbed me and he lifted me to front of the leather couch with his gigantic rock-hard cock still inside me. Then, Steven turned me around to face him so I could ride his cock like a hobby horse as any passionate possessed women would ride her Knight in Shining Armor.

As I straddled him, he sucked on my breasts, squeezing my ass. I jumped up and down moaning and loving every minute riding his gigantic hard cock. Steven kissed me over and over as I rode his cock. I slowed down occasionally and a few times to take a breath then started again to ride cock picking up my pace until he grunted and came in my ass with one big squirt and several smaller ones. I kept kissing Steven and riding his cock until he was limp and then I cuddled with him on the couch until he fell asleep.

While Steven fell completely asleep, I picked up my clothes and tip toed out the door to my house right next door to change back to male persona.

The next morning, Steven knocked on my door, happy to see me. He must have known I was not Tiffany but Timmy because I never asked for his phone number yesterday when I left a message.

He smiled at me and said, "Timmy, if Tiffany could be ready in forty-five minutes I would love for her to come back over to my house for a warm-up for tonight."

I said, “Tonight?”

“Tonight, I would love to take Tiffany to candlelight dinner, wild dancing and wonderful hot and passionate night in my home even better than last night.”

I blushed and stuttered, "Oh Steven, how did you know it was me?”

Now what on earth was I going to wear?