"I take you completely in my mouth, and I feel you hitting the back of my throat. I want to suck down all of your cum, will you cum for me baby? Are you touching yourself?"
"Yes, please, I just want to cum for you. I'm touching myself. Please let me cum in your mouth . . ." I was stroking myself off hard and without abandon. Whatever she said to me at this point would just make me hotter . . .
"Then, I stand up. I take off my panties so you can see me completely naked. And in between my legs, look closer . . ."
"I look at you like you tell me to, looking between your legs . . ." I played along, although I was sore that she had just stopped with the oral play all of a sudden.
"What do you see, baby?"
"I see . . .?" I didn't know what she was getting at . . . but then, just before she said what she was going to say, I sensed it . . . she was talking about . . .
"A cock. You see my 7 inch uncut cock in front of you, hard and right in front of your face."
I was in shock. I stopped what I was doing, and just stared at the computer screen. She has a cock? I thought to myself. Even though it felt like a surprise, somehow, I had guessed what she was going to say before she said it though . . . and, what was more surprising, is that my cock gave a slight, almost imperceptible, but strong twitch when she typed the word and it appeared on my computer. Even though I had stopped touching it. What was going on with me? She had a cock, and I was still hard? I was straight. It must have been something else, I must have just been excited already and it had built up inside of me . . . yeah, that was it . . .
"A . . . a cock? But how . . .?" I asked.
"I'm a transsexual. Or a shemale, if you have heard of that. Baby, I want you so bad, please don't let this stop us. I trust you and know that you are open-minded enough to accept this and be okay with it. You know that I will make it okay for you, but you don't have to continue if you don't want to."
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