Lay back and let me do what you've imagined me doing for years, she said in a low but sexy voice.So as any kid would, I laid back on the bed as she re...ched into my pants and wrapped her slightly cold hand around my dick.I flinched, the cold of her hand was unexpected, but completely welcome.My mom straddled my legs and looked into my eyes with one hand down my pants and began stroking my cock.In the back of my head I was thinking "She’s going to let me fuck her!" but I knew that was probably. I got a soggy sandwich from the deli and grabbed a seat.I noticed her sitting three tables away from me. Dark curly hair cascaded from underneath her hat. I couldn't get a great look at her face as the hat and sunglasses were blocking her face, but I could tell by the shape of her jaw that she was most likely a cross-dresser or t-girl. She was texting someone on her cell phone, a half-eaten salad in front of her. I couldn't take my eyes off her. It wasn't often that I saw a t-girl out in the. I nodded. She had mentioned it to me.“Well I was sucking Sam’s cock this morning and he said he wanted to see me get fucked by another guy. I stopped just before he came and cuffed him to the bed and I asked him if he really meant it and he said yes. So I mentioned you, I haven’t exactly hidden that I’m attracted to you and he suggested bringing you back here.”“Uhuh” I mumbled. ‘So I was just wondering if you would be interested.” She said in a husky voice, her hand now rubbing my bulge. I. It didn’t take long for me to relax into it and enjoy her though.Where my motions were practiced and mechanical, hers were exploratory and curious. She was trying things, and watching my reactions, taking notes in her head. I had to bite my lip to keep myself from moaning. Her fingers probed and played between my legs, sliding up and down my lips before venturing inside me. I closed my eyes and pushed my forehead into hers as she wiggled her finger and pushed down to her last knuckle. Her.