I was nervous and curious about my first experience having sex with a transwoman. I only had sex with biological women throughout my entire sexual lif... and this was a new experience for me. I checked for several months on Backpage and Craigslist on the dating classifieds ads for transwoman.What I was looking for is an mature erotic, sexy and beautiful transwoman. I wanted my experience to be about me, pleasured like I imagined and what I fantasize in my wildest dreams and thoughts.I came across. This was really a turn on for Shankar , who was beginning to feel a tingle down below.His body shuddered a bit at the thought of what would happen if reality strikes Ramya. He shrugged the thought away as he has already decided to tell her today about it.They took the familiar turn into his road. He lives in an apartment in Anna nagar in Chennai.He has been here for over 5 years, ever since he joined the company.He never prefers to live with others for the fear of rebuke.Ramya was already hot. "My sweater!" I exclaimed."What's wrong?"I rummaged through the drawers of my desk, looked behind the guest chair and under the desk."Very funny, John. What'd you do with my sweater?" What? What do you mean, what did I do? You took it home last night, don't you remember?" No ... I..."Suddenly, I had to stop and think. As soon as John said it, I realized I had taken it home last night. Why had I done that? It was my office sweater, it was the one I always left at the office so I would always. It's one thing to fuck in a spa at night with no people around, a completely different thing in broad daylight in a pool full of holiday makers. Looking around, I noticed the sauna off to our right. Whispering my plan in Nates ear, we quickly left the pool and headed in that direction, happy to see it was empty. Closing the heavy door behind us, we removed our swim suits and climbed to the middle bench. As we kissed, I reached down and took Nates dick in my hand, stroking it until it returned.