⚡🔥💎The moment Tina walked into the room, her curvy frame dripping in a crimson lace dress, I knew trouble wore high heels. “You’re such a sexy tranny,” I slurred, toasting her with my tequila. She grinned, her hips swaying like a siren’s, “And you’re a bad boy who loves to play.” The night had already drowned us in cocktails and truth-or-dare dares, but nothing could’ve prepared me for her next move. By midnight, we were three—my wife, Lila, her lips red and raw from kissing Tina, and me, hard as hell in my denim jeans. Tina had Lila tied to the bedpost, my wife’s submissive moans sweetening the air. “Let’s see how daddy likes being dominated,” she purred, her massive ladycock glistening under the moonlight as she freed it from her dress. I swallowed thick, my own dick twitching at the sight of that thick, carmel flesh. “Beg for it,” she ordered, pinning me under her. I never begged, but her Latin spitfire energy had me gasping, “Por favor, sexy tranny…” She cackled, slapping my chest before guiding her girly cock into my manpussy as it stretched me open my wife watched, her fingers buried in her own snatch, whispering, “Faster, hermana.” Tina switched targets, flipping Lila over and pressing her shecock to my wife’s trembling anus. “You’re such a dirty little slut,” she hissed, shoving inside. My sexy screamed, climaxing as Tina fucked her, her cum squirting across the sheets. When Tina turned to me, her eyes glinted like a knife. “You want to choke on it, slut?” I nodded, gagging as her pulsing girly meat filled my mouth, my mind lost in the dark, sweet hell of her. By dawn, we were spent—her, a smirking hot tranny mistress; us, two wrecked bodies whimpering for more.👑✨⚡