Then during Lockdown we started to chat online daily. She was very flirtatious and talk quickly shifted away from work. I am not sure how it developed...but we were not only sharing stories about our sex lives and fantasies but were soon swapping naked photos. Her naked body turned me on but under Lockdown I had little freedom to wank at home. We chatted a lot about what we would do when we met up and agreed to see how things went, but it should only be watching each other wank or giving each. "Ahhhhhhh!" Mike groaned. He heaved behind her, fucking every inch of hard-on into the rubbery grip of her shit tunnel.For a moment they just lay prone together, their flesh pressed as Mike's cock soaked in the clasping sheath of Angela's shitter. Then he pulled out slowly, feeling her ass muscles drag around his cock until only his prick knob parted her puckered asshole."Unh! Fuck me now, Mike!" Angela started to hump eagerly beneath him, pushing her asshole onto his rigid cock. "It feels good. . if a beautiful tranny penetrates you, she’s anyway a woman, it is a kind of lesbian sex but a male is quite different. You feel dominated and humiliated , finally fucked… and… female.His vocabulary was changed: he was using all the synonyms of whore: “bitch, slut, you're just a whore to enjoy”etc ....Under him, I was feeling two forces fighting: the education, the years lived as straight guy, the phobia for homosexuality, and a great desire to let me go, my true nature that was blossoming. I said Rajamma is there to serve me in house and what is need of u. Latha said my mother cannot serve u in all aspects at an age of 58. I dint understand her intension and said she is serving me well and in what aspect u r saying that she serve me well.She replied sex, saying this she removed her saree pallu from her shoulder and revealed those beautiful melons. I was shocked seeing this. I asked her that what happens if her mother comes to know this. Lath replied that nothing is going to.