Honey-blonde hair encircles her head in an angelic halo. Her eyes are pale blue–the color of a tropical lagoon–and they flash with mischief and de...ire. She cups one breast in her hand and lifts it until she can flutter her tongue over across the nub of her nipple–all without taking her eyes off mine.It’s too much for me. Legs buckle. Heart pounds as if trying to escape the confines of my breast. Balls contract in the final rush to climax, and perhaps she senses it too, because she lowers her. Like a snake before a snake charmer I watched Hema’s big eyes follow every move of my hand. Then she started to unbutton her uniform. She opened her dress till the waist, shrugged her arms out and let it hang down. Reaching back she unhooked her bra. I was ogling her awesome body. She had dusky glowing skin that was unblemished. Then her heavy tits swung into view. Big and round they were still tight with hardly any sag. Her aureole were bigger than Mini’s and the edges fuzzy. Thick inch long. Your anus will aclimate on its own. Just give it a few minutes. Beebeebeebeebeebeep! What the fuck? Someone has unlocked the door and come into the store!! With the intensity of the situation, I slam the bathroom door shut and blast into him, thrusting all the way in, I fill his rectum with my throbbing cock and flood his cavity with my boiling semen. He gasps at the sudden impalement, but he doesn't cry out. "Sorry!" I murmur under my breath. "So much for acclimation..." . I hung up the phone andmade my way to the ladies' room. I put on my lipstick and took a seat onthe concourse waiting for my flight to be called.Now that I was free of him, I found myself hoping that at some point wecould work it all out. I knew in my heart though that he'd never acceptme as Joan. I couldn't blame him. It was my fault, not his. I wasdrowning under waves of sadness and despair. Finally my flight was calledand I made my way to the boarding gate. A few older males leered at.