She woke up and took off her hands on my chest. She felt the heat of thigh removed it also.I once again fold my hands my right hand got the fat ladies... breast. I played with that too. Even I was pressing it hard.She didn’t give any response for that. My left hand was near to my aunt I began to touch her hand. It was so cold. I got hold of it till we reach kgf. And my other was still playing with the lady’s breast she woke up and enjoying my play. My aunt didn’t even object me for holding her. "I think I'm getting turned on by this," Brenda groaned."Me too," Laurie whispered."Oh, God." I really like you, Brenda." And I like you too, honey. Have you ever had a girl lick your pussy?"Laurie stopped back a bit and smiled at the older woman. "Do you want to do that to me?" Yes." I'd love it."There was no more talk about finding a bikini for Laurie. Now they were in the bedroom for something else.Laurie had a coy smile on her face as she stretched out on the bed. "I think you ought to know. My definition of a true shemale is simply an extreme fetishist who undergoesmany of the same cosmetic surgical procedures a transsexual would but for completelydifferent reasons. To become the ultimate creature of fetish, perversion and hypersexuality. A shemale loves the twisted concept of a leather-clad bitch with big boobs andan erection. I am one such shemale. Never in my entire life have I felt that I was a womantrapped in a male body, as do most all transsexuals. Most psychologists. Fingers spread those lips wider as the lapping tongue increased its invasion. Occasional long, pulling sucks marked the juncture of thigh and mons. That mouth was fully on me now and my body pressed against total pleasure... Wanting more. Needing more. The tongue explored and licked and fucked me over and over. The mouth lapped the saltiness of my body and left pure fire. Lips closed over my clitoris and sucked long and hard. At that moment I did scream in a long wail of completion. Strong.