It seemed the nice thing to do. I could see a trans lady near the bar. She removed her dress revealing her top half. Then she held up another pair of fishnet stockings similar to what she had on. She pulled out really slowly as her head now had to come out my anus. I laughed watching her gulp the Champagne. She pulled back again on my hips thrusting her self forward. I watched as she unrolled the old ones off each leg then rolled the new pair up her long legs. She asked me over for a drink. Standing up was not easy. Our cocks hung between our legs. A dresser table with 3 mirrors covered in all kinds of make up of so many colours. I looked up at the mirror. The dress was close enough to see the shape.
