She was now literally begging me, “Please Addy.. I can’t take it any more.. Fuck me..just fuck me”.I pulled down her pantie with my teeth (this ...s the one part I love the most) and there was one amazingly-shaped clean shaved pussy. I then started kissing it softly all over except the pussy lips. Shweta’s hands were all over my hairs, pushing me into the pussy.Now I started licking her pussy and it was feeling like I was in a different world. Her moans started increasing and then I pushed my. "Are you ok?" sheasked, and I nodded still too shocked to talk. "Look, I'm sorry if Ipushed you too far today. But I also have to care about the shop. I'mtotally ok with you wanting to be a woman, but you also have to lookpleasant for the customers. You understand?" I nodded again, and shehugged me.*****We walked through an underpass when I heard a band playing there. Theywere amateurs, but they weren't too bad except for the leading voice.The guy had a high opinion about himself judging by his. I felt Greg gently touching my breasts and I used my handto undo the button of his jeans and unbuckle his belt. Then I pulleddown his zipper. I asked him if he minded me feeling him up and hemoaned something like "Not at all." My heart was beating faster than ithad ever beat before. I so much wanted to feel a live, warm cock and Iwas bursting with anticipation. I slipped my hand inside Greg's boxershorts until my fingers came upon his pubic hair. Then I moved my handfurther down until I began. ‘He thought I needed something new to wear to the funeral and this was his idea of new.’ She tossed the offending dress aside as if she never wanted to see it again. Since her husband always wanted her to be ‘decent’ Ruthie was wearing heavy cotton stockings, a slip, an industrial-strength bra and very voluminous panties which, except that they were pink, reminded me of the polka-dotted panties worn by Minnie Mouse in comic books I used to read as a child. I had also removed my shoes at the.