She cupped her tits and tweaked the hardening nipples. One hand went down to her soaked cunt. Her fingers twirled in the wispy golden hair, dipped far...her, and pressed against the puffed- up lips of her waiting cunt.She drew her fingers along the entire length of her dripping pussy, then raised her fingers to her face. She inhaled the delightful fragrance of her sweet cuntjuice, then licked the honey off her fingertips.Going to the bed, she pulled out a couple magazines from under her mattress.. I just replied that we had never been in a gay bar…As we danced, I kept my eyes in Diana; she was still sitting at the bar and suddenly I realized she was a trans girl… I told it to Ana, but she smiled and said the Latin babe was so fucking sexy; no matter if she was a woman or a man.After dancing Ana came back to sit close to Diana and suddenly told me she wanted to take her new girlfriend to our hotel. Both of them were laughing and acting like best friends.In our room we smoked; enjoyed. Kaliqa undid the knot in her tie, unbuttoned her blouse, pulled down her skirt, untied her shoes and stripped out of her stockings. After each garment was removed, she tossed them to me on the sofa. After about half a minute (it wasn't much of a striptease), she stood there, wearing only a black thong and bra. An almost begging look came into her eyes, but I nodded, and she somberly undid her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her breasts were somewhat larger than normal, although not. Anything more than that in the heat was uncomfortable. In the low light of the single light bulb, the t-shirt, she judged, was sufficiently modest, but she put on panties to greet Brian when he returned. She could take them off once she was beneath the rough sheets on the cots.Brian called through the flap of the tent. "Are you decent?" Yes, come in."Maggie was no stranger to men. Since her first affair six years ago, she had bedded a dozen men. (Being an accountant, she counted carefully.) All.