Car Broke Down

looking forward to a good pussy to eat and fuck. My tongue moved down the
front of her panties and I could just taste her wonderful pussy even by the
smell. I opened my mouth and clamped down on her pussy hairs and thought she
had alot for they really made a bulge. My hard-on was ready so my hands
uncupped her small tits and slowly moved down to the elastic waist band of her
panties. As my hands grabbed the top and began to lower her panty, she made
that comment again "I'm really not THAT type of girl so promise that you won't
hurt me." I said "I don't care if you aren't THAT type of girl, you can be
any type and I would never hurt you." I had gotten her panties pulled down to
just the top of her hips when the meaning of THAT type of girl was discovered.
I was staring at a bushy mound of hair and a cock. Nothing was said by either
me nor her. I asked "Is this a joke or is it real?" Robin commented "It's
real and it's no joke. That's what I've been telling you all this time... I'm
not THAT type of girl!" I sadly replied "You mean all evening, you teased me
and lead me to believe you were a real woman but instead I find this?" as I
held her cock in my hand. She went on about how her life was... she had never
had the nerve to date men as she was but when she saw my car pull into her
driveway, she got up enough nerve to try it. With almost tears in her eyes,
she asked "Are you sorry about what I am?" Replying swiftly, I said "When you
walked up outside, fantasies started going thru my mind but I never thought it
would be like this!" This was a strange time for me, not knowing what to do.
I slide up beside her and started talking. I told her I knew of the subject
and even had fantasies about being with someone like her but never thought it
would ever come true. This aroused her attension. She asked "What kind if
fantasies do you have?" I started rambling on about some of them. I told her
I sometimes wished I was female instead of a male. Sex life as a male was
getting dull and not exciting. Watching two women have "FUN" was more
arousing than seeing a man and woman have "FUN." Rambling on about a sex
change was far out of the question, I fantasized alot about dressing up as a
woman and having "FUN" with a woman. But the two parts would be different...