First off, my fetish is sucking, I never knew I was a size queen till I had a BBC, it was fucking jaw dropping and head numbing. I loved it.

I first met Darriel in college, we both had the same classes together, and he stank of weed, so we definitely hit it off. We'd go to my car or his in between breaks. Before the year was over, I started wearing more girl clothes, because I was year in my transition and I was already plenty passable. My hair was a short bob, but I wanted it a bit longer to match this blonde wig I had. My body was filling out and I had tiny b cup tits to go with my huge butt, wide hips and small waist.

I was wearing a crop top hoodie with some short shorts and leggings when Darriel asked if I wanted to smoke a shatter at his place. The dorms I was living in proh