Dean and the Tgirl

How he could've stumbled on a gorgeous tgirl like this was amazing. Most of them were ugly men-looking types, he thought, as his cock filled this ass. This wasn't like fucking a guy at all, he reminded himself as they made out, her tongue soft like a female's. Not at all, he thought, as he massaged her sexy tits and rolled her nipples between his fingers. even her cock was femme, and he began stroking it with one hand, then both. It was wet from the cream and lubed up so it slid easily between his hands and fingers. She moaned as she was ready to cum again. Dean was ready, too.


Kelly loved it when Dean began to gently pull on her cock, hand over hand, letting it slip through his clasped hands one by one. She was bouncing on his cock, now, forcing it deep inside her, making it hurt her just enough, as Dean's hands lifted and pulled her cock away from her body. she was about to explode and she knew he was, too.

"Dean...Dean!..." she murmured urgently, a gutteral moaning of this god's name. He knew she was cumming, and he loved looking into the pretty face of this toy who seemed to delight in being used by him, as she lost control. He was looking directly into the face of ecstasy, and he had caused it, he had prompted it, he had inspired it.

The final stroke of Kelly's cock brought her second ejaculation of the evening, high onto Dean's chest. In fact, he pointed the cock toward his mouth but the stream didn't quite reach it. He leaned down in an effort to catch some of the cum but his try was in vain as it landed on his chest and rolled down his stomach and between his legs.

But the thought of the hot white cum on his body brought him to the edge. He thrust his cock deep into her sexy ass one final time and spurts of love juice followed, filling the darling tgirl as she moaned with ecstasy. Dean's throbbing cock continued to fill Kelly and the seed shared the space in her ass with his gorgeous cock.