A story about a Bi Transvestite who meets up with some guys
The cooling effect of autumn made it’s presence known to me as I leant back against the tiles of the toilet with my shoulders and slowly wanked my rigid cock ‘ my lightweight raincoat hanging loosely at my sides. Having been a confirmed tranny for the last fifteen years or so, I was in one of my favourite haunts ‘ the public toilets in the park as I looked for anyone that wanted some adult fun with me. I particularly liked using these toilets at this time of the year because...