Dominant Black Transsexual CheerleadersChapter 7
"You're spoiling everything," Stacy said with an exasperated sigh. "How hard can it be to be a whore?" "I don't know," I replied softly, standing bare butt naked in the middle of the clubhouse. Seven black cheerleaders and six of their boyfriends were sitting around me, more or less. I should have been the seventh, Stacy's boyfriend, but she wasn't too pleased with me, since I was sort of a girl now. I'd only just started cross-dressing the day before really, with my mom's help,...