That’s when she opened her eyes, satisfied; but I wasn’t finished with her yet. I rise up for a moment, hook my fingers under the top of her shorts and pull them down. Trans sex “Monica, you don’t have to stay if you don’t want to… if you want to go, I understand.” Without hesitation, she rolled over to face me, moving to where she was laying half on top of me. I slide my finger over the wettest part of her spandex, trying to gather a little moisture on my finger, bringing it up to her lips and pressing it against her lips, pressing my lips to hers and gathering the small sample. We spent the rest of the day enjoying not only the weather, but also taking turns pleasuring each other. As she ran passed me, I notice she was a little over five feet tall, 130-140 pounds, somewhere in there, not that it really mattered,
