Other than the soft ambient sound of the cicada song, all I could hear was Hannah's breathing."So I've been thinking about what you said earlier," she...said."About what, exactly?" I asked.Hannah took a few deep breaths, fanned her face with her hand quickly."About the fact you said that you'd date a trans girl," she said.I laughed."Ah, okay," I replied. "Yeah, as I said, I don't have any problem dating trans girls."The subject had come up earlier, shortly after Hannah's revelation that she was. He pulled away slowly after I milked it down again for the second time. He sat down on the stool to gather his composure then he whispered to me in the hole. “I always wanted to do this but I am married and never had the chance. That was great. Thanks. Hope to see you again sometime.” then he got up and left. I bet his wife and k** were waiting for him somewhere. “That was a good session.” I thought to myself. I loving making it with a hot married dude. They are so appreciative for a. Watching your hands start to hold on to the wheel a little tighter, I lick my lips and begin to bite my bottom lip, trying to hold back my excitement. My knees are pressed together as I move them up and down slowly, my pussy getting hotter at the thought of you touching me. My breath starts to get heavy and you glance at me again, drinking in the site of me sitting beside you and being aroused. As you look back at the road again, I pout. Looking down at the floorboard, I bring my thumb up to my. But, I am really happy for you." Oh, sure, Felicia. Talk later. And thanks again!"I hang up the phone. Fuming, I throw my glass across the room and it shatters into tiny pieces upon hitting the wall. Symbolic, I guess. Fuck! I sit very still for quite a while thinking. Last night definitely did not end as I intended. But, that's okay. I have a new thought entering my head and I reach for my phone to dial her back. "Hi, Carol. Sorry about having to run off before. Hey, let's celebrate your great.