How I Became a Tranny Whore Part 2

Jane told me to just stand there and look sexy and follow her lead. I was to walk over with her to any car that stopped and she would do the talking, so I could learn the lingo. We stood there waving to the passing car and every now and then Jane would yell out, “Want a date.” Some times it was necessary to walk back up the side street when we spotted a police car coming down the road.
Several cars slowed to check us out and finally one car made a second and third run by us and turned on to the side street and stopped. As we walked to the car the passenger side window was lowered. Jane leaned over and said to the black driver, “Looking for a date handsome?”
“Depends, what the going rate?”
“Depends on what kind of date you are looking for tonight. What do you want?” Jane replied.
The black guy smiled and replied, “A little head and I want to fuck your ass.”
“I don’t do anal. My girlfriend here does are you interested?”
The black man took a good look at me as now the car window framed both Jane and my face. I moved around the car to the drive side window leaning down and making sure my ass was visible through the front windshield. He told me to stand up and move closer as he wanted to feel my pussy. Now I was scared having no idea what his reaction would be when he felt a cock instead of a wet pussy. Jane came to the rescue.
“Baby, she has the same equipment between her legs that you have.” Jane purred.
“Oh! I doubt a white faggot boy has a cock as big as my ten inch cock.” He replied.
“Really, show it to me sweetheart,” I blurted out.

Jane stopped the transactions at that point. She told the guy to expose his ten inches first that she want to make sure he was not a cop and of course asked him in every way she could that he was not a member of law enforce meant. Finally he unzipped his fly and hulled out the biggest black cock I had ever seen. When he took his eyes off Jane and looked back at me his door window was framing my sissy cock.