You see I'm what's called a transvestite " a guy that likes to dress like a woman". The addiction started slow but by the time I was 18 dressing as a... woman and going to gay bars became a every weekend event. Meeting other TV's and dancing not sex was the main reason I went to the bars. There were a few close calls with men that wanted to take me home but I always talk my way out of them. The sexual fantasies I had with me dressed always included having sex with a man, but at that age I was to. I flicked my tongue at top speed and she went into total release with a huge scream and her hips thrusting up against my mouth and chin. I held onto her the best I could with my right arm and rode out her incredible release. Her pussy went into total convulsions and contracted again and again around by tongue when it would go down past her clit and into the vagina. I had never seen a woman orgasm like this in my life.Pim smiled at me with total contentment, her firm breast pointing up. ”I leaned in and kissed her small breasts, licking and savoring her modest mounds and nipples with my lips and tongue. She moaned. I kissed my way down her body, ending in the airy pubic blonde hair around her mons. I kissed and licked, and then lined up my penis with her slit and gently leaned towards her body. I was only an inch or so inside her.Chris suddenly hunched her body up to meet mine, and the next I knew our pubs met. She gasped. “OH!” I looked and her eyes were the size of saucers.I. “Tracking is good,” I head one of the controllers say.“T plus ten. Velocity at 900 meters per second, altitude four point five klicks and climbing.”With the six satellites, we were pushing nine point two G’s and aiming for an orbit of 600 kilometers. That meant continuing to accelerate for just under two minutes. I watched the telemetry as it continued to track on our projected path.“T plus thirty. Velocity is 2,705 meters per second. Altitude forty point five. All systems are go.”A red.