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Chasity's white pussyboy

I led Chasity into the apartment. She was looking for a one bedroom,
furnished place and had called about my ad in the newspaper. I hoped to
rent this place quickly, then I would be full and could devote my time to
some maintenance and repairs rather than showing places. I looked at the
rental application she had filled out just a minute earlier. From the date
listed as her birth date, she was 27 years old, three years younger than I.
I watched her, explaining about the living room area and kitchen, as she
moved about the place.

Chasity's skin was about the darkest I had ever seen. She was about five
foot nine, a couple inches shorter than me, and moved like a cat on the
prowl. Unexpectedly, I felt a stirring in the khaki shorts I was wearing.
What the fuck was up? I had never been attracted to a tranny before! But she
seemed to draw my eyes and my cock was definitely on the rise. She
disappeared into the kitchen and I heard her opening some cabinets. I
willed my cock to soften and it obeyed a little. I studied her application
to try to distract myself, but then she came back around the corner in to
the living room.

"Where's the bedroom?" she asked.

"Umm. Just down this hall," I pointed to my left. "The bathroom is
the first door and the bedroom is at the end."

"And it has a double bed?"

"Yeah," I replied.

"Show me."

I led Chasity down the short corridor, opening the bathroom door for her
to see. It was neat and clean. Then I led her the next few steps to the
bedroom. The door was open and she pushed past me. Her shoulder and arm
brushed across my chest as he moved through the doorway. My cock was now
rock hard. I watched her walk to the closet and open the door. As she
checked it out, I checked out her body.

Chasity was short and muscular, but not overly developed. She wore some
tight workout pants and a tight fitting white tank top which contrasted sharply with

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