Waves of pleasure echoed out from my G-spot. I could feel it it my stomach, my upper thights, everywhere! My surroundings just disappeared and all I c...ould feel was the pleasure of it. I thrusted away with my large round tits bouncing away, Mark reached around and cupped his hands just under them so that they made slapping noises as they fell into his hands over and over. It was all I could do not to scream out and wake the baby upstairs (as well as the whole street)!Wave after wave of pleasure. He was sat alone reading a newspaper. I sat in the seat opposite him."Hi," I started the conversation. "How's it going?" This was a normal conversation starter between us, nothing he would see as unusual."Not too bad," he replied, without looking up from his paper. "You?" Same shit, different day." We had probably had this exact conversation ten times."I hear you." He sipped his coffee "You doing anything this weekend?" I might go and see that new film," I picked this topic as I know he is a. In the porn industry, a shemale who can get erect gets paid more, even if only because they'll be wanted in more films, but the hormones I take to grow breasts reduce that ability, the ability to 'get it up'. In order to limit that effect, I wasn't taking as high a dosage as I otherwise would have. Once I got out, I upped my dosage to a level more in keeping with other transsexuals as far along as I was, and I'm thinking about adding androgen blockers to the mix, which will totally destroy my. "Oo" I said. He smiled at me and it was like he was a different person. He has always known how to satisfy me but he had never been this dominating before and it really turned me on!He slapped my ass and played with my pussy for a few minutes and then he said. "While you're in that position I'm going to try something else". I kind of had an idea where he was going with this so I tensed up. "That's right slut, tonight I'm going to fuck that pretty ass"! He said. "But I never had any one fuck my.