Yes, you all guessed right, that supportive pole is my shecock!!!:)
On another note, I went to the premiere of my friend’s play in Buenos Aires. She was fan-tas-tic, beautiful, second to none. I wore that mini-dress I told you about, the very short and tight one. My legs were the sensation of the after party. I received a lot of compliments and I believed them all. They asked me if I played tennis or if I was a ballerina…hahaha. Of course those were the ones that did not have a clue I was a shemale, because there were those who did and kept looking at me libidinously, imagining themselves with my cock in their mouths. I know that type, the sneaky ones, who what really wanted was to stick their heads between my legs and go “Hmblagh, hmblagh, hmblagh”
I’ll hmblagh your supportive pole all night long. 😉
Oh flower ur stunning I can just feel all that meet in my ass n then deep into my throat
No reason we cant lock ourselves in the bathroom for a couple hours. hmblagh!