Hawaiian Morning TG Shemale

My clock radio said it was 6:35 in the morning. That means that my
annoying alarm would start going off in fifteen minutes or so. But I didn't
need an alarm clock to tell me about how my morning was going to be; I felt
the playful movements of my beautiful Hawaiian lover behind me. She is a
petite 5'4" tall and weighs about one hundred pounds. Like all of the most
beautiful girls in the islands she is a mix of Hawaiian, Japanese,
Filipino, Chinese, and American. Her skin is a beautiful soft almond toned
color, her hair is a luscious black, with natural bleached highlights, her
eyes are the most seductive almond shape I have ever encountered, her
breasts are perfectly proportioned and the final feature of my beautiful
lover is a luscious 6 inch cock nestled between her perfect thighs.

Over here girls like her are called mahus and I feel lucky to have
found the most beautiful one in the world. We met normally, in a community
college class. Talks after class, lunches at a local pub, endless phone
calls, and eventually, dinner dates. It was after about two or maybe three
months into our socializing that I got "the question". If any of you out
there have ever really dated a transsexual you know the question I
mean. Even though she had been quite open to me from the beginning about
who she really was, she still felt the need to brace up her emotional
stability by asking me point blank if I could handle a complete
relationship with a transsexual. It was something I had been asking myself,
since I had found myself enjoying her company more and more. The night she
asked me I figured the best way to answer her was to stand up directly in
front of her, look deep into those mesmerizing eyes of hers, and give her
one of those deep passionate old movie style kisses, with a full Hawaiian
moon reflecting off the ocean in the background of course.

Back to the present. She snuggles up close behind me and puts her
arms around me. I smell her pikake flower scented body lotion as I feel her