I put two potatoes in the microwave to bake. "Which veg, Ted?" I asked. "Always corn, man, always corn!" came the reply. Steve had found the old r...be on the door. He came out into the kitchen, blond hair wet and striking blue eyes. His face was a little red. The robe was a little small. I hadn't realized how broad those shoulders were. No wonder his t-shirt was so frayed. As the boys ate, we made small talk. Ted found beer in the fridge and the two of them laughed about the ride. . Slowly, almost imperceptibly, her legs moved, opening in an unspoken invitation to me to continue with my exploration of her mature body, an invitation I wasn’t about to turn down.Again, taking my time so as not to panic her, I slowly worked my hand up under the hem of her skirt, massaging the soft, warm skin of her inner thigh as I moved it higher. Her breathing was now slow and steady with soft sighs escaping her lips as my fingers neared their goal. I swear I could feel the moist heat. A guy friend of hers liked to call her Dubble Bubble, and I shouldn't have to tell you he wasn't talking about the bubble gum. There's one simple reason for why she's been a little shy to date and often politely declined offers from many hopeful young men. Camilla's a shemale. She has a penis; a big one in fact - not that men would more easily accept a small one. It took Henry a few tries before he could convince her to go out. They'd met at her job; Camilla was a bank teller and Henry would. After all, her curves always attracted men.“The thing is, I’m a little embarrassed. Could I give it to you in private?” Steve whispered to Velamma.Velamma took Steve to her husband’s home office and shut the door behind her. Steve gently grabbed Velamma and planted a kiss on her lips. He rolled his tongue inside her mouth, and Velamma reciprocated.They kissed deeply, exchanging their saliva. Steve’s hands were moving towards her tits when she pushed him away.“Steve, what’s gotten into you? This.