...Jack has like a drooling ten-year-old with an annoying habit of wanting to touch everything he laid eyes on.Copping the odd feel here and there wou...d nine out of ten times earn him a black eye but he had always proved to be harmless which was why no one ever complained about him and Joyce was sure that Jenny from the third floor loved it.Office life was indeed nothing to pride one's self on but neither was it a complete soul-sucking experience as portrayed in films. It was the repetition. I was shocked and happy both at the same time. In a moment, my dream was turning into reality and I couldn’t believe my luck.In a moment she pounced on me and the tea spilled around on the floor, well who gives a fuck about tea now. She sat on me and we were lip locked for a long long time. Her hair had messed up and her left boob was already out of her robe. She started biting my chest and I kept my hands under her ass feeling those huge buttocks. I opened her robe and she threw it away in an. “I don’t want you to and I wouldn’t let you if you could,” I declared. I kissed Mandy again. She was slow but eager to kiss me back.I started a rhythm with her cranking me in with all the might of her legs. I loved the feeling of being inside a woman. I was amazed at how each girl felt inside, individual and warm. I understood why anyone would hate condoms now. Lisa pushed, reconnecting Mandy and my faces. Sweet, sharp, strong.It was an odd sensation, having another girl’s hands forcing. This was finally a truthful, frank and honest admission about myself because I had denied the very bisexual feelings I had as well as the sexual feelings I had as a girl when I was all dressed up. My first boyfriend had obviously helped me change that! I finally understood how much I enjoyed the intimate company of a quality man. The only problem for me was that in this crazy transgender world there just did not seem to be many at all!One night a couple of weeks later, I was introduced by my.