Philippines Vacation with a Dominant Big Cock Ladyboy

The last thing I remember hearing was, “Baby, its coming now, I want to watch you swallow my sperm.” She sped up her rhythm and while looking right at me, told me to look right at her. Our eyes locked like magnets on each other, her body convulsed and the next sensation I experienced was an absolute flood of her very thick liquid jet into my mouth like a huge blob all at once. It was overpowering to say the least. In an instant, my mind told me to swallow immediately to avoid any chance of having second thoughts. Her hands instinctively went back down to my nipples the minute she gushed into my mouth and began rolling my nipples quite hard now. I perceived that she did this out of pure instinct to mesmerize me and ensure my mind was on task and it worked like a charm.

I freely admit that the unique look of emasculation on a tgirl or CDs face has been a huge turn-on for me from the very first time I experience being swallowed. I never considered this in a negative sense since I never have treated a partner badly. I just like those unique facial expressions that often happen. Well, that morning the roles had been reversed and while I didn’t so much feel emasculated (well, maybe a little), the expression on my face changed getting that mouthful down and she loved seeing this happen to me. The task complete, I looked away for an instant with my mind in overdrive, 50% disbelieving what has just happened and 50% my taste glands processing something so new that they had never experienced. There was no bitter aftertaste, more of an unmistakable ‘smell’ from inside me each time I breathed.

She collapsed on top of me and we kissed so passionately for several minutes and she couldn’t stop praising me for what I had just done for her. As we laid there together hugging, her look was one of spent satisfaction. My mind raced with happy thoughts of what I had just done and thinking, “Wow, if this is dominant, then I am all in. This girl is a just a seductress, not overly dominant.” This had all happened in less than 12-hours of my arrival. What was the week going to be like? There is no doubt we were (physically) very attracted to each other but my mind raced thinking, “Oh shit, this is no one-nighter, we are going to be together 24-7 for the next week. Had I bitten off more than I can chew?”