Aisha turned to face me. My eyes enjoyed the look of her bare tits with their little, brown nipples. Her belly was gently rounded – not bulky, just pleasingly fat. My eyes drifted down to the front of her panties. Generally, Aisha tucked her shaft away so professionally that it was absolutely impossible to detect, even in the flimsiest undies. That night, however, there was no tucking. Her organs were pushing hard against the fabric of her thong. She rose to her feet and jumped out of her thong. She stood undresse before me in all of her breath-taking hottie. Her small shaft, just smaller than average. Her dusky balls hung below. Just as tranny had felt a couple of minutes ago, I felt myself beginning to getting hot…
