“In case you haven’t realized it I have a ten inch dick to impale you with. Oh, you want bigger? What the fuck is two inches going to do to you that I can’t?” I was screaming in his face in the middle of the bar, causing quite a scene! My little fag boy was trembling before my womanly rage, but I didn’t care at all. He was trembling before me on his knees, and he quickly went back to licking my latex heels like the pathetic worm he was. This was a John off the street who was paying big boocoo bucks for me to expose him in his po-dunk home town. I could see his wife in the corner, staring at us and giggling as she filmed the event. He was worshiping my long and sexy legs when I caught him off guard and kneed him in the face. “Pull it out.” I ordered, and he reached up my skirt like the dutiful boy scout bitch he was and slipped my ten inch tranny cock out of her hiding place. People gasped, but he started choking it down. He never should have complained that my ten inch Brazilian cock wasn’t a twelve inch black cock. Now he was really paying the price!
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I’d tremble before you too! Bitch, you scary!