The sight was bittersweet.Louisa had been wearing a white terrycloth robe after her bath, but had let it fall from her when she started to do her hair... The stool she was sitting on, turned fluffy white from the robe.Her mother slid her hand down her daughter's silken back and leaning over, kissed her shoulder. Louisa smelled of lavender from the bath salts she often used. "My little flower," her mother thought.Louisa smiled again at her mother. Then she lifted her head toward Carmina and they. .. and then gently pushed me back. "Later…, all you want, on anchorage..." The little girl was so totally right! So I got up again - inevitably I became horny and my jeans bulged over my hard-on, that immediately grew... I grabbed the tray and carried it on deck, hard enough, because my stiff dick obstructed a litte. Look back to the cabin... the blouse was closed now, she smiled at me, again she pushed briefly the panties to the side... "Beer or wine?" - "Beer, the wine later, when we are on. “Francis ... that was me. Past tense. I’m ... transgender. I just didn’t want to get outed in such a way, but I didn’t want to get arrested, either. Please, can’t you see that I’m really her, not him, but that this is my legal ID? It’s all part of the transition, sir. I’m on the hormones right now, in fact, and they’re making me more emotional than I used to be by far, not that I was that insensitive for a start,” Francesca clarified, her eyes growing like saucers.“I ... see. Sorry, miss. I. I could see in her eyes she was unsure about this and I told her to trust me. She nodded and I took my other hand and brought it down under my cock to touch her engorged clit. I rubbed her clit as I eased my thumb into what I now knew was a virgin back door and once it was in to the hilt I began to rock my hips back and forth bringing my cock in and out of her steaming hot pussy never stopping my fingers on her clit. It only took two or three minutes but she began to groan how good my thumb.