” Her eyes were locked onto his as he struggled to keep control, but he was losing it. “Ass” he croaked. “You want to fuck your little wifey i... the ass?” she asked. “Yes” he said, shoving forward with his hips. She knew she owned him as she opened her mouth wide, relishing the taste of strange cock after all these years as much as she relished the absolute power over men she never knew she had. His excitement was too great to contain. She opened her eyes wide again as she took as much of his. She smelled so good. I looked her in the eyes with sex on my mind and we started passionately kissing. As we kissed, I can feel her right hand gently stroke my cock. All I heard was more moaning of pleasure from Neha as we kissed. “Can you touch me too?” she asked. I didn’t say a word. I immediately pulled down her white tights and flowerly printed panties. She was neatly trimmed and her pussy lips looked like they were begging for my tongue. Without hesitation, I put my face in between her. ”Turning to Shuana, Nora asked, “Do you think he understands that it’s Jamaican Blue Mountain?”“You really did recognize the flavor?” Shuana had only tasted Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee twice, once when they tried a test brew and this morning. It had been the best cup of coffee that she had ever tasted.“Oh, yes. It’s a staple among certain wealthy circles,” replied Nora. She had no idea how many times she had been served a cup of coffee with the comment, ‘This is Jamaican Blue Mountain Coffee.. She passes as a female with no problem because she looks andacts like a female and she has felt this way since she was a youngchild. Nobody suspects that she is anything but a female and only a fewclose friends and her family know of her being transgender. This is my2nd marriage as my first wife died 10 years ago after a long marriage.She, too, was a wonderful companion for me and we had a great marriage,except she did not want to be part of my crossdressing activities...so Ikept that part of.