The old adage very much prevailed here "Thinking with the wrong head".There was a small male population within the city as most males steered clear of...the city. The most pervasive and perverse rumor was that something chemically different in the water had caused most of the transgender citizens of the city consuming it to have special effects. The effect in question is that their cum was incredibly potent and addicting. Their cum was inert to other transgender people, but to everyone else,. . I got in the mood, on one side the fear and on the other the desire, the will, I went crazy I ended up enjoying and seeing him to enjoy it too, this happened every night until my husband arrived from the trip, we started talking to him during the day, I saw the fun coming to me and I thought it was very wasteful to throw that milk away.One day I was crazy about being horny and he too, he invited me to visit his office, at first I wanted to resist but when I realized he was at his office door,. For now, he opened himself up, literally haha. I set the date and had him book another hotel room, I called my friend and told him where to meet me. We had the room for two days, so I gave my friend one of the key cards and told him what to do. He agreed and I gave him a chance to see if he still had it. He was always in god shape and I took him back to the hotel room to pound me out, it felt damn good.The next day, my fuck buddy said he could only spare his lunch hour. I played it angry and. His eyes were closed and the strain of the situation was apparent as his muscles in his arms and shoulders were flexing now as he went harder and faster. Although the music was a little louder than usual I could still hear his heavy breathing and low moans and groans. I noticed him briefly stop and run his thumb over the tip of his cock feeling his wetness which glistened in the light. It appeared he wanted a break holding back a little longer before his climax. Again the stroking continued and.