I guess that would be something I would have toget used to now since I was pretty hot as a chick and the outfit I waswearing gave off quite a view of ...y legs and cleavage. I tried toremain polite, but secretly I couldn?t wait to get off the elevator andget into my new apartment. Unfortunately, it turned out that hehappened to live down the hall from me. When we reached my door, Ithanked him for his help and hurried inside as quickly as possible.When I got inside my apartment, I was surprised. I reached down rubbing his hard cock then undid his pants taking out his hard cock and wrapping my soft fem hand around it. His hands caressing my body as I did. He slid his hand inside my tight panties then yanked them out. “What the hell” he yelled as he felt my little clitlit. I smiled and slowly went to my knees as I did “Don’t worry mister no one will ever know you got a blow job from a transgender slut. I took the head of his cock between my lips and started bobbing my head. Without. As her training progressed, we found that we clicked. Our chemistry was off the charts and management noticed that we worked well together. We soon found ourselves paired up, working closely daily. We quickly became close, telling each other things few others knew. I soon confided in her that my relationship was crumbling. Christina listened, offered advice, and as many hugs as I wanted. Soon we would end each work day with an embrace. I would breathe in her perfume and found myself. In your mouth? Your cunt? Your ass?” I asked as I started finger fucking her swollen cunt slowly. Shanti read my mind and said “In my chooth… fuck my cunt …fuck mee” Shanti told me what I wanted to hear. My face creased with pleasure. “Come on, then, whore,” I muttered. “I’ll fuck you like a bitch and stop sobbing!” Obediently, Shanti stopped sobbing “Come on, Saheb,” she murmured. “Fuck me …. Fuck me and finish it off!”“Really” I said and slapped her hard on her cunt lips. Shanti was screaming.