Once there, all pretense of sucking tits disappeared and we simply went at it. It was always in the missionary position, and we never kissed. I still ...idn't know a hell of a lot about a vagina other than that it felt SO GOOD to be in one.Our sessions never were over with just one fuck. And, I'm sorry now that I didn't know more about the female genitals since only on occasion did she react to show she was having pleasure. But, I never recall her vagina being other than wet. The lips were huge. A voice said "we are going to like you here" I glanced back gave a half smile paying and going in the door, the place wasn't bad with plenty of other crossdresser there some were pretty but I notice I was the only black one here. I walked my way over to the bar swayig my hips saying to myself you are here and doing it and in my best girl voice I ordered a long island iced tea the bartender asked if this was my first time here and I sad yes and he said this one was on him smiling at me, I smiled. ‘I’ve just been warned that a prank is going to be blamed on me Friday night. I’ll need an alibi.’ ‘Saying you’re here with us isn’t good enough. What will you do?’ He wasn’t going to help. This was my problem, my solution. ‘I don’t know, but I will by Friday night.’ My friend Alan loves photography. He lives on a farm about four miles north of town and he rides to school on a horse too. We became friends the year I started riding Blizzard to school. Second grade. I rode the scenic route and. Such a beautiful pussy..." he said, and knelt down in front of me. He began caressing my thighs that I knew were already wet with my own juices. "You're so wet already baby, but I want to see even more. One more rule: you must ask permission to cum" he said. He then stuck his tongue out and licked my clit. I almost orgasmed right then. He repeated this motion over and over until I was almost at my peak. I didn't even realize I was making noise until he stopped and said "Slave, quiet or I will.