She looked across at me a few times, her expression one of disinterest, even disdain. As I looked back, she would drop her eyes. She held her arms cro...sed, each hand holding just below the opposite shoulder. Her clothing was not particularly stylish — a blouse and a short skirt. Her shoes were not new, and had heels about 2 inches high. She played around, pointing her feet upwards for a while, tweaking stray hairs back where they belonged, and adjusting the comb. She let one hand fall as if. She’s even better lookingup close, so I let her in and we make small talk for afew minutes and then she tells me she saw me paintingand was very impressed with my cock and she wants tosee it hard. With that she pulls the towel off, grabsmy dick and very expertly, starts to jerk me off. I get brick hard in a second, she holds my cock in onehand now and checks it out, commenting how beautiful mycock is, just made for sucking. She drops to her knees,inhales my cock and this hot little. "Ani," she said, "when I first saw you, a crossdresserdancing seductively and flirting around, I knew you were right forthis."I thought back to that night, at that club, and realized it was true. Iwas putting on a show of being flirty, craving attention, and it was inmy mind that sex as a woman was becoming more and more likely."Ani,' Suzi went on, "it's normal for a woman to have sex, but for mostwomen, sex is just part of a relationship. Life, love, procreation."She waved her hand to show. Go on, fuck him, she told me. Push it straight up him and fuck him hard. I moved my cock to Mike’s ass, pushing my head into him then the rest of my prick right up to my balls in one steady thrust. He was tight and hot and slippy. My first male ass. I was fucking my first guy. My ass was still feeling used and sore from his cock taking my virginity and my first load of another guy’s spunk was still lubricating my ass cheeks as it dripped from me. And now my cock was in another guy’s ass for.