She also laughed with this and we had a very nice moment.Me : ” Shall we sit here like this for our entire journey? I feel very uncomfortable sittin... here”Geeta : “Me too ra, I think we can’t sit throught our journey. Why not we share this berth for sleeping? We will sleep side by side, think it will be enough for us”.I don’t know what she is thinking in her mind. But, my thoughts turned evil and I am aroused a bit and got a hard-on. She layed on the berth on her right side and I layed on my. .. my friend tranny didn’t want to cum at all, I did not know what it meant .... a male who explodes inside you ... (Condom of course, but it is anyway inside you…). I’ll never forget what I felt, when my very first man cummed inside me…in that moment an idea crossed my mind: "Never again sex as a male"! From that day, only sex as a female was interesting for me.A nice thing was that after having ejaculated he didn’t dress at once and did not leave me, but he lies down next to me, told me. We timed it perfectly; the rain unloaded just as we went inside to check in.“Um… yeah… there’s a problem with one of your rooms…” The gawky counter clerk was banging furiously on his keyboard. But it didn’t look good.“You see,” he began. “Ridgefield is having its Revolutionary War Remembrance Day, which is the whole weekend. And, well, they have re-enactors, you know. They dress up in uniforms and fire muskets and—““I don’t need a history lesson. Are you gonna give us our rooms or what?” Shelby. The next few weeks were normal. I would get up and feel "it" drift by. It was on November of that same year that I finally found out what "it" looked like. "It" started to form in front of me, which presented me with the fact that "it" was a he. He was well built. He pulled me closer to him. I could feel his warm breath on me. He stood over me by about a foot. I could feel his bulge pressing against his newly formed clothes. I could feel my wetness start to soak through my panties. My pussy.