Trailer Trash Tranny

I drove as quick as I could to get back to Jeannie's trailer. As we drove, Jeannie cracked open the vodka bottle, and started taking swigs directly from the bottle.

I parked out front, and Jeannie strutted up to the trailer, the pack of smokes in one hand and the bottle of vodka in the other. I followed her into the trailer. The trailer was dark inside. To the right was a small kitchen, where Jeannie was currently lighting her cigarette using a burner on the stove. To the left was a small living room, and beyond that a bed. There was a fat woman, probably in her 40s sitting in a chair watching a small TV that seemed to be showing more static than TV show.

Jeannie walked by me, grabbing my ass. "Com'on, let's go," she said. Jeannie walked through the main room, heading towards the bed.

"Hey mama," she said as she passed the woman. The woman nodded a hello, but didn't say much.

I followed Jeannie to the bed. "Umm, are we going to do this with your mother here?" I asked.

Jeannie pulled a curtain to create a visible separation between the bed and the living area. "Mama don't mind. Do you mama?"

"You do whatever you want, Derek," her mother's voice came from the other side of the curtain.

Jeannie looked frustrated. "I told you that's not my name no more. I'm Jeannie."

"Sorry baby," her mother said.

Jeannie pulled off her wet dress, and dropped it on the floor. She lay down on the bed on her back, propped up on her elbows as she continued to smoke her cigarette and taking swigs of vodka. She held up the bottle, offering me some.

"No thanks," I said. I looked over Jeannie's body. She had a lean hairless body. Her nipples were large and erect. Her white panties were tight and gave me a nice outline of her cock. I leaned down, and started to kiss and lick at Jeannie's nipples. Jeannie finished her cigarette and put down the bottle of vodka. Her hands started to run over the top of my head.