Goddess on top, beast below... A gender-transcending feast of milking that falls into the twilight.
A hermaphrodite goddess melting into the dusk.
When the twilight dyes the city crimson, I shed my "big brother" persona and emerge as a "girl." What reflects in the mirror are soft, richly swelling breasts and moist eyes. But deep beneath my skirt, an uncontrollable hot impulse continues to assert its presence, thumping "thump, thump..." "Hey... I'm dressed like this, but you haven't forgotten that I'm actually a 'man' inside, right?"
I gently trace my huge breasts, which are almost too much for me to handle, with my fingertips. The silk-like feel of my skin is entirely feminine, yet pulsing beneath is a fierce wedge meant to pierce you. Every time you touch my sensitive "penicle," my mind goes blank and my body violently trembles, "twitch, twitch!" It is the arousal of a man, yet the pleasure of a female fully developed as a woman... "Ah, ahh... not there...! I'm going to squirt...!"
The moment pleasure exceeds its limit, drops of lovely despair overflow from the tip. Along with the overflowing nectar, making a lewd "squelch, squelch" sound, I easily cross the boundary of gender. A lovely girl on top, but a beast with a rock-hard erection below. I can tell your reason is snapping with a "crack" at this distorted yet perfect eros. "Do you... hate this hard thing of mine? Or do you want me to mess you up even more?" Cutting through the silence of the twilight are my sweet sighs and your rough breathing. Every time we overlap, the "man" inside me resonates with your "man," sinking "deep, deep..." into the abyss, craving a hot creampie. With this truly insane destructive power, neither you nor I can ever turn back. Now, in this transcendent world of sensuality, shall we love each other until dawn?