Dirty Black Summer Chapter 2

Nibbling my teeth just below her right ear, I did my best to make Summer cum before Trina emerged from the bathroom. The squishing sound of Summer's sex filtering through the room as I darted and dug my fingers in and out of her womb, I listened to the low guttural moan leaving her lips as her heels started to rut against the front edge of the couch. Before I could finish her off however, the door of the bathroom swung open and Trina slowly made her way back up the hall.

The change in Trina's demeanor and aura was instantly noticeable. Even though she was still the same elegant, nearly 6 foot tall tangle of arms and legs that had walked into the bathroom, when she stepped out, Summer and I were struck by the ethereal air Trina carried herself with. Her gaze seemed more focused, and her posture more erect, as she walked up the hallway with a clear purpose.

My hand still wedged under Summer's skirt as she spread her feet out wide in front of her, it looked as if Trina had focused her laser-like stare directly on the married woman sitting beside me. Feeling the heat of Trina's glare, it was almost as if the scent of Summer's arousal wafting through the house had tripped something primal inside the blonde tranny and she was suddenly ready to pounce. The only tangible change I could see in Trina once she emerged from the bathroom, other than her demeanor, was a few touchups of make-up and a pair of black stockings she'd put on under her tight mini skirt.

I could feel Summer grow tense beside me when she realized she was the one in Trina's sights, and I knew her heartbeat had to be racing even faster than mine as the sound of Trina's high heels on the hardwood floor clicked a little louder with each passing step. There was also bulge protruding visibly from the front of Trina's skirt and I was sure Summer, on some level, knew what it was.

With graceful ease, Trina nudged the coffee table aside with her foot then stepped up to the front of sofa until she was towering above us both. Within a few seconds Trina bent her knees and lowered herself down on the floor, her face directly between Summer's parted legs.