”“You miss it back there.”“It was such a stupid thing for me to do. Why couldn’t I just control myself? I’ll never see any of them again! ...ot even...” he wiped his eyes again. Then he stared straight at me, making me tingle. “You know when I said you were beautiful before? I meant it. You really are so beautiful...” I didn’t know what to say. He was so helpless; I couldn’t help but feel for him. And for some reason, he started to feel for me...“Erm...thanks...no-one’s ever said that. I did find myself getting jealous at one point, not of the men so to speak but of the fuck the one guy received from his buddy. Also keep in mind if your threesome turns into a masculine testosterone cock contest with a grease gun coming out for lube, the Gurl is going to fuck off, she is not gay she is trans. Treat her like a lady and not a fuck toy or you might find her stiletto heel up your ass and not buddies cock. So you have had mind blowing sex with a trans Gurl and you want to cuddle.. While she turns, she pulls up her panties. She is now turned towards me, but she does not look at me but away to the side. She has again raised her skirt. Her knickers cover her broad hips and flat stomach. The crotch of her panties looks darker than the rest of the panties -- is it wet with my pee or her own juices? Her firm thighs begin at the lower lace edges of her silk panties. As if proud, she is standing with her legs slightly apart, waiting for my pee to spray over her body again. This. "Saturday," he said. "We're working Saturday ... right?" Yes, but the reason I was calling is that Jack is my son. I believe your daughter asked him out on a date." Oh! That," he said. "Uh ... I wasn't aware she'd actually asked him yet." He told me she did. And that you were going to chaperone them." Well, that's what Amanda and I talked about. I didn't think things would progress this quickly." Well, it appears they have," said Karen. "I wanted to talk to you about this before it happens.".