Finally after a couple of minutes she settled down. As I had expected, or at least hoped for almost begging God myself, the crying would slowly subsid..., a look of general confusion on her face turning into a wide smile, her arms soon snaking around to my back as Caitlin now attempted to pull me deeper inside. Lifting her own body would help accomplish this as she began mashing her hips against mine, cries of pain now giving way to moans of pleasure, Caitlin pleading with me again but this time. Deciding I needed to quell my burning cunt, I leaned against the wall in a stall and began pleasuring myself. Not surprisingly, the half hour plus of accidental teasing had me already revved up and I came in no time at all. My pussy juice leaked down my leg and I awkwardly cleaned myself up with toilet paper.Once recovered, I also wiped my panties as I tried to make them less damp but after putting them on all I could still feel was my humiliating wetness. Usually, I loved sex. I loved coming,. I told her the back story of my high school girlfriend who would finger my ass during sex and it had evolved from that. I asked her how she new she wanted to be a women. She told me ever since she could remember she was attracted to boys and never had feelings for girls.after graduation she become a full time crossdresser. At 25 years old she felt mentally womenized and never planned on trying to be a boy a again. She had full support from most of her family. She decided it was time. And she. He worked out regularly and was on the track team as a middle-distance runner, but didn't have that jock mentality. She liked him.They dated frequently, and every once in a while they'd go all the way. He was decent. Not great, but better than the others. At least he took time to see to her needs, not just his own. He was also romantic, taking her to quiet restaurants, surprising her with flowers and other small gifts, and showing an interest in her activities.Most of her friends would kill to.