She spread her legs and with one hand she guided me in her. It looked like she did not want any foreplay, just a good hard fuck. Initially I was a bit...disappointed as I was still in my mellow frame of mind. However a stiff prick has no conscience as the saying goes, so once I entered her wet pussy I immediately focused on that. I pushed myself up on my hands and started to fuck her. Slowly at first, just to make her pussy get accustomed to my cock. Once it felt like everything was in place, I. "This guy wants to get fucked by a transwoman!" Madison said loudly."What? Really?" I said."Come on, trust me," Madison said.Madison grabbed my hand and we both got in the middle of the circle of transwomen and women."Madison, what are you doing?" I asked."Ricky, do you trust me?" Madison asked."Of course, I do!" I said."Okay. Good. Trust me and do what I say," Madison said."Okay," I said."Get down on your knees and close your eyes," Madison said gently.I got down on my knees in the warm sand. ” Dana sipped at her cup, her eyes leveled on me across the rim. I couldn’t read them. “So the problem here isn’t Cheryl, is it?” she said. “The problem is you.” I shrugged as I sampled the excellent espresso. “I guess.” A brief silence interposed as she gathered her thoughts. “What the hell is wrong with you? What do you want, anyway?” What did I want? I ran a quick inventory through my mind before I responded. “What I want is to make people happy, especially the women I care about. It was. Would you uncork it and get some glasses, honey? Connie said. No problem. He seemed grateful to have a mission. As soon as he stepped into the kitchen, Connie rose and went around the room, turning out the lights. The only illumination was the light through the kitchen door and the flickering glow of the fire. Connie leaned over the back of the sectional, between the two women. Her nipples were hardening. Kim noticed and raised one hand to cup Connies breast through her camisole and negligee..