Oh, so you're the bra purchasing expert, are you? Mother was in a reallygood mood today. Maybe I should get you to help me with my fitting nexttime, M...ther suggested. This was getting a little bit embarrassing. Mother and I have been having this conversation on and off now for thepast three months. Mother caught me looking at one of her bras as I wasremoving it from the washing machine. I suggested that she shouldconsider hand washing it as the washing machine would stretch out thematerial.. The front of Dan’s speedo was a cummy mess by the time his breathing subsided. He was packing a big load.Now it was my turn. We traded places, now I was sitting on the couch, legs spread with Dan between them looking at my cock stretching the front of my speedos. After getting him off I was full hard and ready to go. My red AussieBum speedos are more of a nylon material so not as slippery as lycra and no as suitable for rubbing. I freed my cock by pulling it out the leg of my speedos.Dan’s left. "NEXT!" Gretchen shouted.I stepped off my mark and was now directed over towards the back entranceof the Carriage House. Lisa was waiting for me. "I hope you like it," Itold her."I'm sure I will," she smiled.As we both entered the house, the door was held for us by an oldergentleman, who told us, "Take the stairs straight ahead, ladies." Ipicked up my skirts and followed Lisa up a staircase that fortunately wasjust wide enough. At the top of the stairs we were directed to a. We got into my car. While we were talking, she took off her coat and I saw a patch on her arm. She became serious and said: they are hormones !. I'm a transsexual !. And he looked at me waiting for my reaction. I smiled, I told her that she was beautiful and that she also had other experiences with trans women. Angela regained her smile. We arrived at his house. I kissed him on his lips. She got off. He took a few steps, looked back and asked if I wanted to go. I told him yes! I entered his.