I am so hard as I feel the heat of your pleasure with my finger tips and I drop to my knees.Pulling your panties to one side I part your lips and slip...my tongue hungrily between the hot folds of your pussy. Your back arches and again I feel your hands on me, holding my head in place and steadying yourself as my tongue delves deeper. Hungry for more I lower your panties and part your legs with my hands. Your sweet pussy lips are glistening with your juices and are so inviting. I slide two. As time passed, our pace increased, until Asha's butt cheeks were slapping loudly against my thighs and she was grunting with the effort of riding my cock. I too was making interesting noises of pleasure as I made love to this transsexual Venus."Devon . . . Devon . . ." she began to moan each time I plunged myself into her. I knew what it meant. The more vocal Asha became, the closer she was to her orgasm. I could feel my own building inside me as well.Asha leaned back, holding on to me by one. My protestations of just being a “Good Boyfriend,” fell on unappreciative ears.My knuckles stinging from my most recent failed exploration, I consoled myself by massaging her feet. I looked down, “Sweetheart, I’m not into feet, but I would make an exception for yours.”She looked up from her book, “What are you talking about?”I sat my phone down and picked her left foot up with both hands. “There are guys who prefer a woman’s feet over anything else.”Interested, she marked the page and closed. I deduced it was her first lesbian sexual experience. Unasked, she pulled the panties down, so I could step out of them. I said, ‘Good. That was proper initiative. Now inhale deeply from the damp part. I want you to learn my scent. Then, rise and remove you own pants and panties. Compare my scent to yours, there will be a quiz later. Finish disrobing and assume the same position as Christine and Francine, as best you are able. Get comfortable. Christine can literally sleep in this position.’ As.