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While watching the crowds on Coney Island's famous boardwalk, Rex spots his favorite cam girls coming to his favorite bar. At first they are suspicious of his attention, but that changes when they learn he's their biggest fan! They invite him back to their place where they enjoy an evening of transgender sex and love. Rex discovers that his fantasies can come true in every way possible.
"The two hot Latinas, drinks in hand, were walking in my general direction. This is not to say that they were coming to me; the nearest way to the less crowded interior of the bar passed my table. I looked up at them. Again, they seemed familiar. I just knew I had seen them before.
The first one was taller than the other. She had her black hair in a braid that hung down, between her shoulder blades to somewhere just north of her ass. She was a lovely, dark-honey color with flawless skin. She had smallish breasts, tightly outlined by her metallic-blue one-piece . She wore daisy-dukes that only added to the imagination. Her legs were long and rippled with jogger's muscles.
The second one...
Her hair flowed free over her shoulders in velvet-black waves. Her skin was lighter than her friend's but not by much. It was equally flawless. Even the butterfly tattoo on her shoulder only added to her beauty. She wore a beige bikini. The bra barely contained her exquisite tits. Her waist was narrow, punctuated by a truly lovely bellybutton..
Something about that butterfly on her shoulder, though. I'd seen it before. I knew it.
Even as the duo approached, my eyes kept wandering down to her marvelous hips, bound by the panties of her bikini, alternately exposed and hidden by a towel tied around her waist.
For a timeless moment that seemed to stretch, I glimpsed what she carelessly hid. And it all came together in my head. I looked up. That face. That tattoo. That body! That...
I must have gasped even as I looked up at her again."
"The two hot Latinas, drinks in hand, were walking in my general direction. This is not to say that they were coming to me; the nearest way to the less crowded interior of the bar passed my table. I looked up at them. Again, they seemed familiar. I just knew I had seen them before.
The first one was taller than the other. She had her black hair in a braid that hung down, between her shoulder blades to somewhere just north of her ass. She was a lovely, dark-honey color with flawless skin. She had smallish breasts, tightly outlined by her metallic-blue one-piece . She wore daisy-dukes that only added to the imagination. Her legs were long and rippled with jogger's muscles.
The second one...
Her hair flowed free over her shoulders in velvet-black waves. Her skin was lighter than her friend's but not by much. It was equally flawless. Even the butterfly tattoo on her shoulder only added to her beauty. She wore a beige bikini. The bra barely contained her exquisite tits. Her waist was narrow, punctuated by a truly lovely bellybutton..
Something about that butterfly on her shoulder, though. I'd seen it before. I knew it.
Even as the duo approached, my eyes kept wandering down to her marvelous hips, bound by the panties of her bikini, alternately exposed and hidden by a towel tied around her waist.
For a timeless moment that seemed to stretch, I glimpsed what she carelessly hid. And it all came together in my head. I looked up. That face. That tattoo. That body! That...
I must have gasped even as I looked up at her again."
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