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I wake up already thinking about those thick black cocks I get to worship this weekend. My own tranny cock is hard before I even open my eyes, the heavy shaft pulsing as I slide my hand down to stroke it while I picture the ones I’ll be servicing. I love the way they look—so much darker than mine, long and fat with veins that stand out like ropes under the skin. I love how heavy they feel when they slap against my tongue, how the fat heads stretch my lips wide and push straight to the back of my throat until my eyes water.
When I’m on my knees in front of one, I always start slow, licking from the heavy balls up the underside, tracing every thick vein with the tip of my tongue until I reach the flared head. I suck the head into my mouth and swirl my tongue around it, tasting the salty-sweet pre-cum that leaks out in steady drops. I moan around the shaft while I push my face forward, taking more and more until my nose presses against smooth skin and my throat convulses around the head.
I love when they grab my hair and fuck my face, using my mouth like a warm, wet hole. Spit runs down my chin and drips onto my own cock, which twitches and leaks just from the feeling of being used. I reach down and stroke myself in time with their thrusts, my toes curling against the floor while I choke and swallow around the thick length.
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