" So do you still get that thrill since you have decided to live as awoman?" Not as much now, as looking like a woman legitimises wearing theirclothes... and there was always the fear of being found out. Part timecross dressers, that's guys who have a day job or live with people whoare ignorant of their dressing, have to wear breast forms, false nailsand wigs since they have to revert back to being a male. I have made thedecision to live as a female so I take hormones which means that mybreasts. When it was time to turn over, my cock was at flagpole attention. Pat saw that and stifled a laugh. Her guy asked her if she wanted a towel to cover her crotch and she told him no, that she was just fine. He grinned and proceeded to work on her feet. My young lady was already working on my feet and grinning at me as she occasionally glanced at my cock. She worked her way up my leg, then moved to the head of the table and began to work my shoulders and chest. As I watched, Pat's guy did the. I took advantage of the move and went down to her belly button and started kissing her, I licked her belly button causing her to giggle like a school girl. I then worked my way down kissing her gently until I got to the top of her womanhood.She spread her legs wide and opened up herself. I could see her inner lips and her center rose as I licked and drove my tongue as deep as I could into her. She moaned thankfully as she continued to stare at the night sky. I looked up from my feast and told. She her a nice hold of me, I was throbbing and she slowly started stroking me. I reached back so I could feel her body. Feeling her ass, I noticed she was rubbing her pussy again. She was stroking me tight but slowly for a few minutes and I slid my finger inside her again. She was still soaking wet. She was getting to close to another orgasm aand pumped my hard cock really hard for a few strokes then went back to the slow movement. She could tell I was close and whispered to me "cum for.