She told me she had been living as a woman for 6 years. Tracie kept her hand on me at some point, either on my knee, arm, or shoulder. I think it was ...her way of marking her territory. There seemed to me quite a few of us there that night. Tracie suggested we grab one of the couches out of the way of the public eye. I easily agreed. I was going to ask her more about herself but as we sat she began to kiss me again. She asked me between kisses if it was first time out, out and if it was first. And I loved watching her kiss her boyfriend, touching andhugging, pressing together. It made me feel all funny inside to seeher do that, happy for her, and something more than that inside me. Iquit thinking about trying to actually do that with Caroline andstarted imagining Debbie and I doing something like that someday.We had a k**'s pool, one of those little plastic things for wading,not deep enough to really swim in. Debbie and Tammy and Jack and Iwould wade in it, just splashing, using a. Opened my legs and said "come on in lets try it out or better still lets try it in" He rammed his cock right up me and with being able to use the headboard for purchase had me bouncing on the bed as he thrust-ed in time after time after time.He used some of the most disgusting language I have ever heard him use as he orgasm-ed in me yet again but this time he just kept going and going and going and I was in heaven. I realised that I had tightened up after the orgasm and of course he was still. ” “Many men chat you up?” I asked. “Chance would be a fine thing.” she said, pushing her glasses up her cute little nose. “What would a man have to do to have a chance with you?” “Well, get me another drink would be a good start.” I took her glass and poured her another glass of wine. “If I didn’t know any better I think you were interested in this little old lady.” “Well….” I said, putting my hand on her thigh. “You interested in this younger man?” She looked flushed for a.