Subway Conversations #27--Tranny*

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25 year old laments the loss of his transsexual paramour.
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Part 10 of the 18 part series

Updated 06/08/2023
Created 11/07/2017
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SUBWAY CONVERSATIONS #27-- TRANSSEXUAL
As Heard on New York Subways

Oh my God, she was so tall
Her tits were so big!
They must have been special order
Her pussy, a full 12 inches,
Well, she called her pussy
but it sure looked like cock to me
Who was I to argue if she
had deftly rearranged her anatomy,
I played along never wanting to offend
After all it was my cock she was sucking
and when she almost finished me off
she'd offered up her round feminine ass
At the start it was every day, sometimes twice
usually every other day
afternoons or late evenings
I never got tired of fucking her
My urges had become addictive
Then one day she shocked me
"I'm getting married" she said
What, Who, When?
She didn't a answer
A week later there was a sign
''APARTMENT FOR RENT"

*Transsexual is abbreviated as did not fit in title box

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