She lingered. He took her face in his big hands and kissed her passionately, deeply. Dirtily – but that came mainly from her side. He knelt in front...of her and kissed her some more. His hands disappeared up the skirt and played with the satiny flesh between her stockings and knickers.He lifted the skirt further and looked at the configuration of stockings, suspenders and angelic white panties. He could smell a combination of perfume and vagina. He bowed his head and felt her thighs part further. “I don’t disapprove. Jackie is an adult now and so is Marcus. They can do what they want.”“But we have house rules.”“It didn’t happen in the house. Sierra, our parental authority expired the day she turned eighteen. We can be friends, mentors, counselors or advisors, but we no longer can tell her what to do or not to do.”“Why would she confide this in Penny?”“Because Penny is another trans woman. It wouldn’t surprise me if she and Penny have been corresponding for a while on various topics. I worked myself in more roughly than I would have normally. If she wanted to divert me, I was going to make it hurt. The friction produced a lot of wonderful sensations for me and some delightful whimpers from her.But after a few strokes she was as wet as a splash pad. I began to pound into her, burying myself fully. I’ve always loved the feeling of burying myself in a woman. There’s such a release of tension. As her pussy squeezes my cock and I feel the intense pleasure, I can finally relax.. Forbes magazine, GQ, Wall Street Journal all foamed at the mouth to sit down and learn this man's story. He walked to his corner office and noticed his secretary was wearing a low cut bright blue blouse with a hint of her white bra showing through the cleavage, and a knee high grey skirt with a slit that sadly came to stop mid-thigh. Jeremy arched his eyebrow wondering what secrets that cloth hid. Both eye brows rose when he looked at the clock and realized he was not due for his meeting.