Sven, the twenty-seven-year-old mysterious Dane, and Sandy, the thirty-five-year-old femboy, her short brown hair, and strikingly beautiful face, her eyes like ethereal crystals of rain.

They kissed in the clearing of trees.

She was wild, untamed.

Sven felt feminine, the way she held his ass, making him want to be the girlfriend in their relationship.

They kissed wildly.

Sandy had several large warts on her neck. The warts wobbled with a strange, alien beauty, as Sandy fucked his mouth with her tongue.

She unzipped her jeans, her smooth, hard cock, standing erect.

Sven shuddered with excitement.