Five Into Three Does Not Go

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Carl

"Quite a show that, is it not," I murmur appreciatively as Kristina slides the dildo I call little Joe into Michael, damn that, Mikayla's ass. Jim's wife Kim, stretches his, damn that, her ass and coos murmuringly. Mikayla utters the softest of moans, I feel my awakening member at that motherfucking sound.

I first met the cocksucker and his wife at Thanksgiving last month, when I was visiting Jim and Kim at their house in St Paul. Jim knew Kristina from high school and had kept in touch. He had invited her over from Duluth for festivities, she had brought Mikayla in all her glory. The bitch sat making eyes at me all dinner long and I found her inspecting her fingernails, blazing in her tight spandex, whore red top and black skirt as I came out of the restroom.

I know a tranny when I see one but if Jim hadn't told me about our visitor of the evening, I would have had no idea. Man, she was far out, smoking hot! Brazenly, she said to me, "How is big boy tonight," placing a cool white hand on the bulge big Dave was making down the front of my pants, I took her, lifted her, her legs off the ground, she gave me as good as she got, I was out of breath before she was.

When we returned together, they were seated on the sofa, Kristina smiled at me, her sweetass Nordic smile, "I dropped Mikayla a little hint." Now, I have always liked trannies. Sure, girls get me off, but I have never had as much pleasure as when I have bucked a pretty young tranny. Call me a pervert if you want, I can't give a fucking damn. Reasons? You want reasons? Fuck you.

As Kim brought the drinks around, Kristina smiled at Mikayla, "Yes, my dear, give us a show." In a flash, she had unzipped my pants and had got my dong out. She looked at me, licked her lips and drawing the foreskin back, so slowly, it took a few seconds till my bulb lay exposed, bent down, giving me a last look before with the deftest of motions, she gave my bulb one teeny lick. "Lean back and don't stir a muscle," she warned.