I was totally helpless as one hand slowly started fondling my boobs. The hand was pressing my left boob and catching the nipple in his fingures.My nip...ple has become stiff. I could suddenly find another hand on my other boob. This hand was also fondling my boob and catching my nipple. I was slowly getting hot. The hands caressing my boobs were becoming more and more bolder and now they were playing with my boobs at will. I could not do anything and decided to enjoy the situation. While my both. The three weeks of separation. The blood rushingto my heads as she worked me up with her body. The countless times we'vefucked with reckless abandon. This is just another boundary we'recrossing. I've fooled around with a guy back in high school; it's justbeen years. I'm just not used to this. I can get used to this.For the first time ever, I'm fucking a shemale. I'm fucking my shemalegirlfriend. My girlfriend is a shemale now. What a hot bitch she'sbeing. Her ass isn't any smaller, any. I never saw her or heard from her again.Well, that was a long time ago. I did go to college, but I didn't get married. When I came back to my home town for good, though, Dennis had gotten married. Laura was new in town since I left, so we hadn't grown up with her, but I could see what Dennis saw in her -- she was not only a looker but she shared some of his interests and even a few of mine, so she was easy to talk to.Dennis works as a traveling salesman, although what he sells is extremely. I fingered and sucked her pussy simultaneously. She just couldn’t control and moaning so loudly that I had to use my other hand close her mouth so that no one would hear. I made her orgasm twice or thrice in that session. She was the happiest person on Earth at that moment.We both were exhausted after those two sessions. We rested for a while, had dinner, watched a movie and again we started making out. We were kissing each other like mad lovers. We wanted to eat each other. Her lips so.