Dirty Tranny gang bang

“Oh hi Sam darling” – he kisses me on the cheek and I reach for his hand which is headed for my waist – I hold it there for a second as he orders a pint of beer for himself. The girl behind the bar grins at me and raises her eyes and looks sideways at Sam in a way that says ‘he’s nice!’

He is very nice! 6ft 2ins of beautiful black studmuffin who any girl would want in her pants!

I grin back and slide my arm under Sam’s as he motions to a nearby table which is on a raised platform at the side of the pub. He puts out a manly arm for me to steady myself as I step up – I am aware of the gaze of some guys who are watching as the tight short dress I am wearing rises up a little showing a bit more thigh. Let ‘em look, it is very nice sight and worth it.

“You still on for tonight babe?” Sam looks at me, as he takes a swig of his pint, with a gleeful glint in his eye.

“You betcha – been lookin’ forward to this for just about forever!”

“You still happy with the arrangements then?”

“You’ll look after me wont ya?” I give him a smile and he responds;

“Yeh! Of course darlin’ – you know you can trust me!”

“Yep!” Sam has always been a perfect gent and has always responded to my ‘safety word/signal’ without hesitation although I have only ever used it twice and once was as a test!

Sam drains his pint and says, “OK babes I’ll go and get the van and see you out front in what, say, 5 mins?”

“OK darlin’ – suits me fine!”

He leaves and I sit sipping my drink with anticipation of the night’s fun rising in me.

After 5 mins I collect our glasses and take them to the bar.

The girl at the bar smiles, “Thanks hun – where’s your fella gone?”

“Oh! He’s gone to get his van – we have some others to meet!” I giggle as I say it.