Ladyboy Life

The divorce petition arrived on Monday, like clockwork. Douglas, with the alternatives being living out of his office or living in a hotel, moved into the small home Mira inherited from her parents.

It was square in the middle of the tiny sliver that was the gay part of town. Mira's room was a soft shade of pastel pink. The other two bedrooms were empty, and painted pastel yellow and blue.

Douglas woke up early after moving in, to find Mira between his thighs, suckling him hard. He slid his hands down into her luscious dark mane, enjoying the oral attention of the 19 year old Thai ladyboy. After his five inch cock was fully erect, the tip a vivid pink, Mira moved to climb on top of him.

"Frisky, aren't we?" Douglas observed. She shushed him with a deep, open mouthed kiss, and held his cock straight as she let gravity do its work, until he was fully impaled inside her. He closed his eyes, enjoying the sensations as her tight ass milked him, and when he looked down between her thighs, he could see her cock jutting and twitching obscenely. He reached out to grip it in his soft hand, tugging it vigorously.

"Oi... Daddy," Mira whimpered. "Oiiiiiii ..." She grunted, stopping her motion, but it was too late. Thick jets of watery seed started to hit Douglas's stomach. At the same time, her ass muscles milking his shaft were too much for Douglas, and he filled her with his seed. She collapsed against him, and they breathed heavily for a few minutes. He'd come to miss pussy, Douglas concluded, but damn if that ass wasn't pristine. But if she was going to be his bitch, she'd need to serve. He gave her ass a sharp slap.

"Why don't you make us some pancakes for breakfast?" Douglas asked. Mira grinned shyly.