My first shemale

I made sure my lips were extended over my teeth as my head began to bob up and down on her sex. I tried to remember what women did when they sucked me and did my best to duplicate that. Change it up I told myself; so every so often I moved from her cock down to her balls and gave them a good cleaning before I returned to her purple beast. That did the trick. “You beautiful man,” she whispered. “Oh, you beautiful, beautiful man.”

Her whole region was wet with my adoration but I was far from done. I decided to take all of her down my throat the way they did it in porn movies. After a few tries I got it right; her cock was tiny so it wasn’t hard to do.

A short breather as I pulled her cock out of my mouth, looked up at this goddess of love, the provocative babydoll punched up around her waist, her eyes closed said, “I am now officially a cocksucker–your cocksucker.” She opened her eyes, raised her head and looked at me. In a breathy voice replied, “The most beautiful cocksucker. You’ll always be welcomed between my legs.” With that she closed eyes again and pinched her nipples.

I wasn’t finished with her cock but wanted to taste everything related to her derriere, so pushed her legs up to her chest. That done I licked and nibbled the neglected part of her sack and the bit of neutral skin on my way to her anus. Jamie not only had legs and figue women would kill for, but a world class behind. I bussed and nibbled the outer smooth cheeks and pried the twin beauties apart to lick my way to her sanctum santorum. There I met the splendid, puckered opening to a different pleasure. Her purplish pink button looked so inviting as my nose inhaled its earthy aroma–by itself probably unpleasant, but in the context of great, aroused sex, wonderful. As now.

I draped Jamie’s legs over my shoulders and rimmed her lovely anus while she squirmed about. Her bottom wet from my tongue lashing I at last left it, moved north again as my lips and mouth attended to her sack.