I discovered a transgender support group on the Internetand began making excuses to get away evenings to go to the meetings,and met a lot of other gir...s like myself. And I began to get outsocially and publicly again after a long lapse. Chat rooms were next, Imet a lot of others there and before long I was taking pictures ofmyself and started a website.But there was still nothing sexual going on; I still had no interest inmen whatsoever.***I left the gas station and headed over to the market to. Kiss me, then tell me what your future holds.When our lips met, she nearly sucked the breath out of me. With both hands cupped over her breasts, I kissed her just as passionate as she was kissing me. I could feel her pussy gripping and pulling my cock as she put her hands behind my neck and pulled me closer. Just as I blasted her pussy full, I knew she was in the throes of a grinding orgasm.She threw her head back and looked down at me. “MY GOD – MAN! No wonder our daughters were gushing about. I was breathing hard and fast and Ilooked up at her. She was smiling back at me. I smiled back at her."Wow. That was so fucking good!" I said."I know," she said and she kissed me.We sat there in the backseat and continued to kiss as she snaked hertongue down my throat and still continued to grab my breast. I saw anopportunity and put my hands on her thigh. She was wearing a pair ofCapri pants and I could feel the rough denim. I began to slowly move myhands up her thigh and she sensed it again. This time they tenderly stroked over the bra and across my breasts. I started as they do so, but the smooth soft rhythm just carries on. No words are spoken. I started to protest, but one of the hands covered my mouth - gently, but I was aware of an inner strength. The hand is removed, but only to continue the massage. I could feel my nipples arousing as the hands slid across my breasts again. The fingers just tweaked them through my bra, circling around them, making them more and more.