‘This is as far as I’m comfortable going. The dropoff is right in front of me.’ ‘All right.’ With a graceful dive, she entered the water and...swam over in front of him, treading water. ‘You were right, there is a dropoff here.’ ‘Yes. What do you have in mind?’ ‘I’m going to help you.’ ‘Help me learn to swim?’ ‘You’ll see.’ She took a huge breath and ducked under the water. It was murky, so he could only see the top of her head in front of him, she must be standing on the bottom. He looked up at. I began to really suck on him harder, and he thrust into my mouth more and more. I could feel the tension in his balls, indicating that he was close to orgasm, and prepared myself.“Aaahhhh!” he cried out as he came in my mouth. I held my lips tight to swallow as much as I could, but some still leaked out. Even though I had only tasted myself a few times, I was pleasantly surprised at how much I liked the taste of Raul’s come. After almost a minute, he withdrew his softening cock from my. But, he knew if he never went looking, he would never find one. He knew they preferred to be called transsexuals and not she-males as they regarded she-male as a rather derogatory term, the term ‘tranny’ seemed to be okay with them. Getting into the sack with one was a fantasy of his. It wasn’t that he didn’t like women, he just liked men a lot better. Well, there were parts of women that were interesting, hence the attraction to the she-males. A she-male was pretty much the best of both. Her palm opened and then shut over the full girth, and she began to slowly pump me. She hadn’t given above a dozen strokes when my orgasm was upon me, as if from nowhere. I had precious little warning, and as I started to say “hey! Hang on!” my first globule of semen splashed onto her belly, followed by several more, making a pattern on her midriff and thighs. A cum-collage, you might say. I bucked at the knees as she milked the last few drops from my penis. I expected her to be angry, or at.