"A shemale, a voice in his whispered to him... Score!." the voice proclaimed. To confirm this he took a glimpse up at the face of the person he was su...king off. And sure as shit it was a shemale. The manly features were still there in the face but the tits looked too good to be implants. He raised a hand in an attempt to grab one when he heard something cutting through the air and a stinging sensation on his hand. "Don't forget your place, just because she likes you doesn't mean you can touch. Damn!!! it was funny watching him try to walk back to his station without the person in the drive thru noticing his hard on. looking at the clock i was relieved to see it would be the last member of the day. i was beyond horny and needing more than a touch, i needed to get him in me and get fucked. but first, we had to go through the end of day processes and put our stuff up and try to pretend nothing was going on so the other guy would notice anything. i was rather worked up and edgy by. That was the only word. At last we were both exhausted and slowed down. As we did I leaned over and hugged her. She was sobbing with relief. I believe she had wanted me for years, and she had finally achieved what she had wanted and what she had always felt was wrong. It wasn't wrong, because sex is not wrong. We were just two women who were making love. Completing the newfound relationship, we went into her master bedroom on the first floor, and showered together. She was giggling like a girl. I squeezed his cock tight as my cock slipped inside him and apologized, he automatically said not to worry as the water flow was a b**st as the water kept raising him and I kept a tight hold which seemed to pull him back down. We struggled with this for quite a while until I had this strange feeling that I was ejaculating, how weird but I know that George tried to fight the waves as his body was moving quickly up and down on my lap, it was a struggle keeping a tight grip on his shaft as his.