“Shay, I’m a transgender woman. Do you honestly think I’m going to judge you just because you like to wear women’s panties?” She says. I thi...k it over for a sec and I guess she’s right. She pats the bed. “Come on up and sit up here with me and let’s talk about it.” I do as she says and climb on the bed and plop my tush next to hers. I try to cover up my little weenie, I feel so vulnerable being so completely naked next to her.“So… Tell me how did it make you feel when you tried on my. (And to think, I'd never heard of oral!)Now it was a sunny avenue in Hampstead, and Christabel - lovely name for a lovely actress, big, buxom and wonderfully uninhibited. In her well-honed cut-glass accent, out poured every glorious obscenity in the language, a seriously arousing music. And when she reached down casually to switch holes, screaming "Worship my shit!" I was transported into a new world of tightness and tautness and tingling wickedness, as she began to make odd little whooping. But it feels like I’m peeing the bed!!”“You are not peeing, believe me! You are climaxing!!” I feel warm fluid bathing my cock and balls. Her already tight pussy is clenching rhythmically around my cock, driving my own arousal rapidly upward.“Do you … mean that … I’m cumming??”“Yes, baby girl, I do.”“AAAIIIEEE!! It feels …… sooooo good!!” She starts panting rather rapidly while I continue fucking her, although I slow down a little during her orgasm. Intent on giving her another orgasm I keep up. I was surprised to see a wedding ring on her left hand. I wondered if Lily knew she was married. Maybe she just thought Laura would be an asset on this account, seeing she worked in shipping."Is it all right for me to call you Laura or would you prefer Mrs. Ames?" Laura's fine." She smiled at me. "Do you prefer Mr. Welling or Dan?" Dan is fine. Sometimes in business I'm obligated to be more formal. I guess you are wondering why I asked you to my office." Lily said it had something to do with my.